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About Dallas

Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, folks! I’m all “I’m ready!” but then—bam!—some crusty crab tries overchargin’ me. Made me madder than Squidward on clarinet day! I’m like, “Buddy, I ain’t payin’ 50 clams fer that!” Little known fact: back in ol’ port towns, they’d signal with red lanterns—sneaky, right? Got me thinkin’, “Is this chick hidin’ a lantern somewhere?” Haha, nautical nonsense!

Rules and Policies

If you hear a siren, immediately go indoors and tune to local media sources for further information. Check out the siren map.

Ohhh, Pleasure-Ridge-Park, my precious, my friend! Yesss, it's a wild, winding maze, it is, fulla of secrets, secrets, my precious! Street names twist and turn like our troubled minds—there’s Wicker Way, dark and twisty, and Maple Crossing where families laugh weirdly, yes, so funny and sad sometimes. I luvvv it, ohhh I luvvv it!

2 people shot at PRP High School during football game