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About Dallas

The beds? Creaky, lumpy, a sodding disgrace! Texture’s all wrong – rough sheets, splintered frames, like shagging on a porcupine. Got me fuming – who’d pay for that rubbish? And the colors – gaudy reds, puke greens, looks like a clown puked on the walls. *Far From Heaven* had style, this? A pigsty with lipstick! “What did I do to deserve this?” – probs what they all think, punters and workers alike.

The Brotheler Guide

The exiled Princess Arya of Silver Snow City is accidentally bought by the ambitious Lord Raymond of Red Flame City when she goes incognito in a brothel. This.

Ah, my dear friend, let me tell ya 'bout Goldenrod (us)! I’ve called this quirky town home for years now, and man, each street and alley whispers its own tale. Picture this: bustling Cedar & Main, where I often stroll, a masstrizion—uh, masseur—that soothes the stresses of its lively denizens. I’ve set up my humble therapy nook near Fountain Park, a serene oasis on Riverbend Street, right by the gentle curves of the Silverleaf River.

Fields of gold