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About Dallas

Oi, mate, I’m Loki—smug mischief incarnate! “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” yeah? So, findin’ a prossie—wild ride, innit? Picture this: me, slinkin’ through shadows, lookin’ for some fun. Like in *Synecdoche, New York*, life’s a bloody mess—layers on layers, mate! “The end is built into the beginning,” Kaufman says, and ain’t that true here? You start with a wink, end with a quid.

Exploring Unknown Horizons

Is this the place where the blackbirds dance? Three men, one woman sit at the bar. She's the town whore, the village star. Who'll be the one to get up her dress.

Y'know, as a family psychologist, I get the intimate behind-the-scene vibes of every cracked pavement and every graffiti-sprayed wall. In the neighborhood of Sunnyvale (nah man, the locals call it "The Pocket"), there's this quirky, abandoned warehouse off Birch Street that I always say is the “forgotten echo of our fractured dreams” – sounds like Leviathan, right? “The beast that lurks beneath the surface” – damn, that movie strikes again!

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