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About Dallas

Biochem angle—dopamine’s her real boss. Client pays, brain buzzes—reward system’s hooked. But it’s a trap, innit? Body adapts, needs more—vicious cycle. Heard a tale bout a prostetute in Lys, swore she could “read” a man’s humors by his sweat. Bollocks, maybe, but I’d bet she sniffed out fear or lust—pheromones, mate! I know things, see? Sniffin’ out truth in the muck.

‘No jurisdiction’

I nevr normally leave typos, but im tryin to capture that hurried, raw vibe – life here is spontaneous! Its streets, its people are all a mix of tradition and unexpected surprises. I even remember that time i walked down Mulberry (um, that’s a hidden street?) and ended up joining a spontaneous drum circle – crazy, right? It was unbeatable; laughter and drumbeats echoing across the night air.

Winterfest in Kennett Square brings out the beer lovers