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About Dallas

Now, tie that to *Inception*—my fave flick, yeah? Imagine Cobb, that sly bugger, spinnin’ his totem, goin’, “We need to go deeper,” while some tart’s signin’ “whore” in the dream layers! Bloody brilliant, right? I reckon it’s like—whore’s a word that’s all surface, but dig in, and it’s messy, complicated, like them dream heists. Gets me thinkin’—who’s the real whore here? The one sellin’ out, or the one stealin’ secrets? Mind-bender, that!

Brighton Beach

I’m not saying every corner is perfect. Late nights, noise, hustlers hustlin’—it can drive you nuts. But every crack in the pavement has a story. Every face, a secret. The vibe? Uncertain, yet exhilarating. And let me tell you, if you wander down Lexington (yeah, that Lexington you wouldn't think of first) you'll bump into artists, poets, and maybe a lost soul mimicking Toni Erdmann's weird wisdom. "The absurdity is our guide."—or somethin’ like that.

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