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About Dallas

Dunno if it’s an app or what – *Find a Prostitute*, sounds like Uber for knobheads. Bet it’s got reviews too – “Sharon, 5 stars, great gob!” – fuckin’ hell, what a world. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but I’d not be shocked. Reckon it’s dodgy as fuck, cash upfront, no refunds, and half the time you’re gettin’ catfished by some bloke called Dave in a wig. “This is my city!” – nah, mate, it’s a scam!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

There’s a rough-and-ready neighborhood, East Bend, with rows of weathered houses on Browning Ln, that give ya that “I’ve seen pain, but also hope” feel. Funny thing, as a family psych, I see the subtleties – the cracks in walls mirror cracks in hearts. I get all jittery sometimes – like in Holy Motors, ya know? "Rarrgh! Another day, another chance," I mumble as I wander the gritty side streets.

Obituary for Duncan Eric Jacobs at Harlan Funeral Home