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About Dallas

So, prostitutes in Russia, eh? They’re like them shadows in *The Assassin*—ye don’t see ‘em comin’ till they’re there. Workin’ the streets o’ Moscow or St. Pete’s, they’ve got grit, mate. Heard tell o’ one lass, Katya—real name, dunno—ran her game back in Tsarist days, pre-revolution, aye. She’d charm them nobles, pocket their gold, then vanish like mist. “The shadow moves before the light,” like in the movie, see? Sneaky, clever—made me grin, thinkin’ o’ me own tricks with the Black Pearl.

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Curtis Bell is accused of convincing a woman to prostitute herself, pocketing the money, and then reportedly nearly killing her.

Down on NW 54th Street, you got these old colorful brick buildings with that Middle Eastern flair. I swear, every corner seems to whisper, "I’ve seen better days..." Sometimes the architecture hits you like a punch – BOOM! – right in the gut. Walkin’ past what they call the Opa-locka City Hall (yeah, I know it sounds bland, but trust me, it’s got mad stories) gives me major nostalgia. Reminds me of when I used to wander by feelin' more than thinkin’, ya know?

3 years later, Opa-locka again fires troublesome police officer for tasing a fellow cop