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About Dallas

D’oh! So, whore, huh? Man, what a mess! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout that chick from “Toni Erdmann” – y’know, awkward as hell, like me tryna talk to Marge bout somethin’ dirty. Whore’s got that vibe, right? Sells herself, walks around all “I’m fancy,” but deep down? Total chaos! Like when Toni’s dad pulls that fake teeth stunt – “Who’s laughin’ now, huh?” I bet whore’s got stories, tho. Heard this one time, back in old Rome, they taxed ‘em! Can ya believe it? Taxin’ ass! Made me laugh so hard I spilled my Duff.

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A woman in that town who lived a sinful life learned that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee’s house, so she came there with an alabaster jar of perfume. New Living Translation When a .

Dude, I get all hyped talking ‘bout it. I mean, this town is straight up a canvas of emotions. Happy, mad, surprised – it’s all here, in every cracked sidewalk and neon sign. There’s that real raw energy, like, “I feel this deep, penetrating insight,” reminiscent of the film’s intensity.

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