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About Dallas

Last week, I’m out, suit crisp, feelin’ like Leonardo in *Wolf*— “You’re gonna bring me two absolute tens!” I spot this lass, proper fit, leanin’ on a lamppost. I saunter over, all charm, “Fancy a martini, love?” She laughs—fuckin’ laughs! Says, “You’re not my type, Mr. Bond.” Pissed me off, that did! Me? Not her type? I’ve shagged half the world, saved it twice! But nah, she’s after some crypto bro with a Lambo. Fair play, I s’pose—times change, even for a legend.

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Out enjoying the hubby with some of the team and leadership at the Tanger Outlets in Pooler, Georgia. This area Savannah and Pooler area our old.

I always wander 'round the quiet neighborhoods – Old Mill Lane and Hopkin’s Ct are my personal faves. Y'all never know what secret nook or cranny you’ll find. Sometimes I think, life here is like drivin’ through a post-apocalyptic dream – chaotic yet perfectly calm. And o' course, there’s that sense of community. Folks here care about each other. Like Dr. Phil says, “We don’t need fancy words. We just need to be real.”

Freebies. Samples. A parade. Here's what to expect at the Wawa grand opening in Pooler