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About Dallas

So, whores—man, they’re everywhere, always been. Back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars, stinkin of sweat and regret. Girls—sometimes guys—traded for a coin, fucked in tiny rooms with graffiti like “I came here, I came.” Hilarious, right? But sad too—makes me pissed, thinkin how they got no choice. Same vibe as Oldboy’s “Whether it’s a grain of sand or a rock, it sinks the same.” Whore or king, life shits on ya equal.

Are You Mine?

Obituary For Dorthea Hooker Lockwood. Funeral services will be Saturday, October 17, at a.m., Westhaven Funeral Home Chapel, Robinson Street.

The river? Oh man, the Lockwood River cuts right through downtown – it’s like the city's lifeblood. I often stare at it by sundown, thinkin' bout love, life, and all that messy human stuff, just like in "Boyhood" (Richard Linklater knew his stuff, okay?!). The view from Riverside Walk is legendary, and you gotta see the street art on Dockside Blvd – crazy colors everywhere. I swear, one mural almost made me cry lol.

Livewire 14: Resounding, Featuring Annea Lockwood