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About Dallas

Favorite part? She sassed me once. Me! Ron frickin’ Swanson! Asked her why she’s out here, and she goes, “Beats typin’ memos, lumberjack.” Laughed my damn head off—rare for me, I hate joy. Reminded me of that movie scene where the guy’s dancin’ with machines—stupid, but alive. She’s alive too, tougher than my best steak. Hella surprising, that grit. Thought she’d be all whiny, but nope.

The Prince's Whore

Details · first half 19th century · Ink and color on silk · x in · · Image and text courtesy of Minneapolis Institute of Art,

So, like, in the heart of PClover, there's Market Street. Super busy, yet so charmful, ya know? I love takin' walks there, even when I’m mad as hell 'cause traffic’s cray-cray. "No capes!" I always shout—Edna Mode style, right? And omg, Market Street’s got this cool café right next to Pine Park...er, Pine Park? Yeah, it's a hidden gem with life totes buzzin’.

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