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About Dallas

Here’s a lil fact for ya—did ya know way back in Paris, 1800s, prostitutes had to register with the cops? True story, they’d get these lil cards, like a license to bang. Ain’t that nuts? I’m imaginin Crystal with one, flashin it like a badge—makes me chuckle. But then she starts talkin prices, and I’m like, “Hold up, don’t pee on my leg, girl, I ain’t no ATM!” She laughs—good sport—but I’m pissed. Why’s this so damn transactional? Where’s the art? Godard’d hate this—too linear, too cheap.

Hey, buddy, lemme tell ya ’bout Ma'ili (us)! D’oh! I’ve lived here a while now, and man, it’s somethin’ else. The streets here, like Main St. and O’Relax Ave, are full of crazy life. You find tons of hidden gems. I stroll down Chillmore Lane every day and BAM—instant zen.

Lifeguards rescue multiple people swept out to sea at Maili Beach