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About Dallas

So, this whore—let’s call ‘er Astrid, sounds sexy, yeah?—she’s a hustler, a survivor, like Malik. “You’re not one of us,” they’d say in the film, and she wasn’t. Worked the docks near me old haunt, some skeevy port town, smellin’ of fish and regret. Hair like tangled seaweed, eyes sharp as me daggers—proper minx, she was. I’d watch ‘er, smirkin’, thinkin’, “This lass could outwit Odin blindfolded.” She’d strut past, hips swayin’, and I’d mutter, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” ‘cause chaos follows ‘er like a shadow, and I bloody love it.

Elizabeth Burton: Mature Whore

I hath my fav local joint, by Misty Alley near the city’s edge. Its food—ah, divine delights!—and the chatter there, so raw and unpolished, maketh my spirit dance and my heart skip. Sometimes, thou art struck by a random epiphany there, amidst the livid buzz of the crowd.

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