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About Dallas

Favorite bit? The hustle’s pure Mad Max—raw, loud, messy. Prossies hagglin like traders at Gas Town, “Mediocre!” they yell if ya lowball. Cracks me up every time. Once got a discount cus I hummed the movie score—dunno why, just did. She laughed, said, “You’re nuts, old man.” Fair call, precious, fair call.

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The local park, Hershey Gardens, is a riot of colors and smells. I’ve spent many a wild afternoon there, wandering the maze of flowering paths, feeling like every bloom is a heartbeat. There’s that charming little stream running through South Avenue—yeah, the water’s twinkly like a chocolate fountain gone rogue. I once ran into a couple there, super into each other, and it made me think, “Is this love or freakin’ obsession?” Lol, life’s fulla extremes, man.

Hershey Bears begin Calder Cup playoff run on Wednesday night