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About Dallas

Findin’ a pro’s tricky, ya know? Little fact – back in da 80s, dey used to hang by dis diner in LA, called “Lucky’s,” swear it’s true! I’m drivin’, music pumpin’, feelin’ like Monsieur Oscar switchin’ roles, and I spot her – red dress, smirkin’ like she owns da night. I pull over, heart’s racin’, I’m happy as hell, like I just bench-pressed da world! “Your face is your fortune,” I mutter, stealin’ from *Holy Motors*, ‘cause damn, she’s a knockout!

"To a Common Prostitute" (1860)

Be composed—be at ease with me—I am Walt Whitman, liberal and lusty as Nature, Not till the sun excludes you do I exclude you, Not till the waters refuse to glisten for you and the leaves .

City center? Man, that's where the real stories start. Main St. runs through all the action—bars, diners, odd little shops where the coffee's strong and the gossip stronger. Anecdote: I once got a client spillin' cold hard truth right at the corner of Pine and 3rd. Crazy, huh? "You merely adopted the dark!" echoes in my head, like a twisted motto.

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