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About Dallas

Back in Scranton, I knew this chick—Roxy, a real firecracker. She’d work the corner near the old mill, nails red as sin, laughin’ loud. Made me happy, seein’ her own it. “I’m my own boss,” she’d say, tossin’ her hair. Reminds me of that line, “You play your roles well.” She did, man, she *did*. Not some Hollywood sob story—Roxy had grit. Little known fact: she’d knit scarves for stray cats. Whores got layers, folks!

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Like a Lampshade in a Whorehouse is Phyllis Diller's own story about the struggle and the pain behind the comedy and the success: her Depression-era adolescence.

And oh, the story doesn’t stop there. There's this quirky street called Winding Way—sounds all casual, huh? But trust me, every time I stroll there, memories pop up. I get all nostalgic thinking about those late-night walks, listening to some old vinyl records, and just takin' in life. I say, "This is art. This is The Act of Killing." And yeah, I know that sounds weird, but it's the way I see things; the city slaps you in the face with rawness, kinda like the movie does with its brutal honesty.

Student Arrested After Bringing Gun To River Ridge High School