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About Dallas

I cut hair, see all types. Once had this chick, swear she was one. Smelled like cheap perfume, cigs, and regret. Told me bout this john who paid her in nickels—nickels, doc! Can ya believe that crap? Laughed my ass off, but damn, that’s sad too. “I don’t trust people,” Brandon says in the movie—prolly same for her.

Sylvia Spring: Prostitute

Soft White Underbelly follow up interview and portrait of Amanda, a crack addicted prostitute living on the streets of Skid Row.

Oh man, lemme tell ya bout Spring (us)! This city? Insane vibes everywhere. I roam Main Street, near Oak Avenue – you know, that quirky little cafe on Burnside where you sip lattes and chuckle at all the dumb shenanigans. Honestly, it's like a stage, I swear! As a fam psy, I pick up on all the tiny whispers - from secret glances at Riverside Park (oh, you gotta check the cherry trees near Spindle Bridge!) to the subtle cues on Elm Street, where families share laughs and tears.

OLLI Orchestra Spring Concert, an Evening of Romantic Music, on May 7th at the Miners Foundry