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About Dallas

What pisses me off? Ghostin’. You’re vibin’, sextin’, then—poof! Gone. “You’re alone now,” like in the movie—cuts deep. Happened to me once, mid-chat, she just vanished. Was I too creepy? Too Hannibal? Nah, people just suck. But when it works—oh, mate, it’s gold! Met this lass, fiery redhead, we clicked instant. Sex-dating jackpot! She was all, “Let’s skip the bullshit,” and I’m like, “Yes, ma’am!” Best night ever—felt like a king, not a prisoner.

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Remember that river? The Weymouth River trickles, sometimes madly fun, near the shore of the Boston Harbor. It’s all reflective, like life itself, maybe a bit messy sometimes. I've had days my back was pissed off but then the river calmed me down. So many times I've said, "Oh, corrections are just happy accidents."

Scott C. Sherman