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About Dallas

So here’s the deal—findin a prostitute ain’t no picnic. Ya gotta know the streets, man! Like, I was in Austin once—yep, good ol’ Texas—and I heard this wild story. Some dude, swear to God, paid a gal with a counterfeit $20! She chased him down, screamin, “I beat the plowshares!” Straight outta Turin Horse, right? I laughed my ass off—dumbass got what he deserved! Fool me once, pal!

VICE agents executed three search warrants at the following locations:

I gotta mention my fave chill zone – Mildred’s spot by the bayou. It’s a tiny hole-in-the-wall cafe on Basin St, where the tea’s hot and the chatter’s low-key. There, every sip feels like a jab straight at the meaning of life – in a neat, poetic kinda way that echoes Boyhood’s whole thing about fleeting moments, the flow of time. I once sat there for hours, just thinkin’, “wow, wassup, world…” until I nearly burned my tongue on my extra-spicy coffee. Oops, haha, my bad!

Heavy rain brings flooding and high water to Shreveport-Bossier on May 2