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About Dallas

Anyway, whore’s a survivor, man. Gritty, real, messy—like me typin’ this, fat-fingerin’ typos (whore, whoer, wtf). Sarcasm? Oh, she’s the queen—smirkin’ at prudes, “Bless your heart, virgin.” Love that sass! Hate the stigma tho—gets me heated. She’s just livin’, ya know? Like Eve says, “How can you have lived so long and still not get it?” Whore gets it—life’s a hustle, and she’s rockin’ it.

Manitowoc, WI

Manitowoc’s downtown—man, oh man—is a real treat. Head over to Hobby Street, where local cafes and vintage shops line up in a neat parade of retro goodness. I used to stroll there, thinkin’ bout the sensual mysteries of human desire (yep, even sexologists get those lightbulb moments in a café!), and let the quirky art and mosaic murals spark my imagination. The vibe is cheeky, kinda like a Wes Anderson scene where time slows down for a sec, and you just feel alive! “Isn’t that just groovy?” I'd mutter, channeling that Moonrise Kingdom spirit.

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