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About Dallas

Yo, so I’m a raftsman, right? Floatin’ down life, checkin’ out brothels. Not like I’m a regular or nothin’. Just curious, fam. Brothels, man, they wild. Got this vibe—half sleazy, half sad. Like in *25th Hour*, Monty’s lookin’ at his last night, right? “This life came so close to never happenin’.” That’s the brothel energy. Almost didn’t exist, but bam—here it is.

Chapters in this book

Having disappeared sometime after opening her San Antonio Street brothel, Davenport had gone to live with a niece in Indiana. She died on January 22, , of morphine addiction and .

Then there's the neighborhood of Woodside. It's techie, artsy, and – man – a mixed bag of hip hollers. Every block there buzzes with creativity. I remember hackin' away at my code in a little cafe on Maple Ln., feelin' the same mad adrenaline as those horny Beach babes in Spring Breakers! Ever since I dissolved bugs and errors, I gotta hand it to Conover – it got its own punk spirit, ya know?

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