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About Dallas

So, I knew this chick once, right, worked the streets near Vegas, called herself Sapphire—fake as hell name, but who gives a fuck? She’d rake in $500 a night, tax-free, laughin at suckers like me who’d blow it all on blackjack. Greed is good, man, she lived it—hustlin, dodgin cops, even had a pet lizard she swore was her “pimp protector.” Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran secret gambling dens—balls of steel, those broads! Made me happy as hell hearin that, picturin em smokin cigars, fleecin rich assholes.

Photos of real swingers couples, males, females and trans members

—The Cojquhpuns of the parish of. Luss by recovering the Castle of Dunbarton from the English—the. MacFarlanes of Arrochar by deciding the battle of Langside.

I hang out near Liberty St. by the old brick building—real urban, you know? I mean, who else would discuss swipe stats and heart emojis in an old warehouse turned tech hub?! Makes me think: "Love deep, peter deep"—or some poetic line from the movie, honestly. Sorry, my brain gets too binary sometimes.

Art competition focusses on Arrochar litter sink