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About Dallas

So, picture this—me, hulkin’ frame, comin’ off a ridge, knackered, some lass in a village says, “Bane, try this sexual-massage thing.” I’m like, what? You rubbin’ me up for a laugh? But she’s serious—hands on ya, not just kneadin’ knots, but wakin’ somethin’ wild. It’s no joke—growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I felt it, that edge, like starin’ into a crevasse. Ain’t just ‘bout feelin’ good, it’s ‘bout power, release, like Saul draggin’ through hell, “No one can save us.”

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So, my luv, that's Nashville for ya. A patchwork of eccentric streets, hidden gems, brilliant parks, and a river that whispers sweet nothings to you on a chill evening. Remember those few words from the film: “Whoever watches over you, watches over all,” eh? Carry that with you as you wander, no abrupt stops, just flow with it—smooth like jazz on a humid summer night. Cheers!

Two unhoused people shot at downtown Nashville dog park