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About Dallas

Oh, and the smell—gods, the stench of ‘em! Sweat, cheap perfume, desperation clinging like damp rot. Makes me wanna retch, but it’s honest, innit? No masks, no bullshit. “Look at yourself,” I’d sneer, channeling Spike’s vibe. “You’re the whore, darling.” Sarcasm’s my blade, cuts deeper than steel. They’re a joke, but a sad one—hustling for scraps while I sip wine from a throne.

The King’s Whore

Set in the seventeenth century, an Italian nobleman weds an impoverished countess, who is wooed by the King of Piedmont and faces pressure from his entire court to succumb to his .

Oh, my friend, lemme tell you 'bout King (us)! I live here, ya know, as a masseur. Lightbulb! This city, it’s a maze of streets—so lively, so vibrant. We got Westwood Lane, tiny streets like Hemlock Ave, and oh, Maple Drive! I used to work near Maple Drive, massaging backs after a long day—ah, memories…

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