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About Dallas

So, picture this—I’m hoppin’ down the street, ears flappin’, lookin’ for a carrot, when bam! I stumble into this shady spot. Neon lights blinkin’, girls leanin’ on corners, smokin’ cigs. One chick’s like, “Hey, bunny, you lost?” I’m like, nah, just cruisin’, babe! Made me laugh—me, Bugs, lost? Pfft. But it got me thinkin’—these gals, they’re hustlin’, survivin’. Kinda badass, kinda sad. Reminds me of Penny Lane in “Almost Famous,” y’know? “We are not groupies, we’re Band Aids!”—except, nah, these girls ain’t here for the music.

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Parks ’round here? Oh, aye! There’s Ironwood Park on Birch Ln, a peaceful retreat where I often recite the offbeat musings of Captain Jack Sparrow – slurring “savvy?” like I’m consultin’ the wind itself. Yup, true story – sometimes I even dance under the stars, laughin’ at life and the chaos of it all.

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