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About Dallas

So, I’m thinkin, how’s it go now? Streets, apps, whatever – it’s a hustle, mate. Makes me mad, tho – all them judgy pricks lookin down. “Who are we today?” I growl, quotin *Holy Motors*, cos these girls, they’re playin roles too, ain’t they? Puts a knot in me guts, seein em used up. But then – ha! – some got sass, struttin like queens, an I’m cheerin, “Yes, precious, own it!”

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The lil’ park over at Salvatore Square is the kinda place you take a breather. Trees, benches, and the smell of fresh pasta, or somethin’ like that. I love sittin’ there, just thinkin’ on life. Sometimes... sometimes I think, "Hey, maybe there's more to this f*ckin’ existence, ya know?" But hey, life’s a ride, like a Soprano family dinner—crazy, messy, and real.

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