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About Dallas

Met this one tart once—Lysa, she was called. Skinny as a twig, eyes like a kicked pup. She’d quote *A Serious Man* at me—“The Uncertainty Principle, eh?”—while countin’ her coppers. Smart lass, read more than most lords. Made me laugh, her goin’ on bout physics while hikin’ her skirts. “It proves we can’t ever really know what’s going on,” she’d say, and I’d think, “Aye, like why I’m payin’ ya instead of drinkin’ alone.”

Idk, sometimes I think in movie scenes. Remember "The Tree of Life"? That vibe, like the cosmic dance of nature and man. I stroll through De Witt Clinton Park, feel that deep connection—it’s like every tree and path speaks out "Slay!"

“Hell’s Kitchen is More Than Just My Home, it’s a Part of My Identity” — Lucy Cohen’s West Side Story