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About Dallas

Sometimes I wonder, man, what’s her deal? She’s got this spark, but her eyes - dead tired, like the horse in the movie, just ploddin’ along. “The wind’s stopped.” Breaks my heart a bit, ya dig? But then she’ll flash a grin, offer a cheeky wink, and I’m like, whoa, she’s still got it, shagadelic style! Once saw her haggle a punter up 20 quid, smooth as silk - had me cheerin’ inside, “You go, girl!”

Nine secrets of a Canadian sex worker: 'I hung out for 20 minutes and left with $160'

Police missed a "precious moment" to gain the trust of a half-naked and badly beaten sex-trade worker who walked into their Vancouver-area office, choosing instead to ridicule the woman .

I love hangin' out at Serenity Square (so ironic, I know) – it’s where you see folks talk about their life's struggles and feel like they can soar away. There’s a little indie bookstore on Sunset Road that smells like adventure and secrets. And oh, the riverside walk near Echo Bridge? It’s raw and real. Sometimes, the river’s murmur makes me think: "Life is not perfect, yet incredibly esthetic – be kind to you."

Bel Air’s Dark Horse Saloon to become Main Street Oyster House