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About Dallas

So, find a prostitute—where ya even start? Web’s full of crap, X posts too—half them ads probly cops or scammers. Ain’t that a kick in the pants? Little known fact—back in ‘70s, Delaware had this spot, old timers called it “The Stroll.” Hookers lined up like cars at a gas station—cops knew, didn’t care. Made me mad, thinkin’ how folks just looked away—still do! Here’s the deal—ya gotta be careful, y’know? Dudes get robbed, beat up—hell, one time, heard ‘bout a guy losin’ his shoes! His shoes, folks! I’m like, “C’mon, man, that’s just insult on top of injury.”

Skip The Games Romeoville: Dive into Love and Adventure

I run a spa. Yeah, a total chill zone! And lemme tell ya, I've seen a lot. My clientele spills stories everywhere. Sometimes I'm like, "Whoa, this is bizarre!" Funny, right? So many daily life intros here! One day, a shot caller said, "You feeling me, man?" That got me reminiscing... I mean, like Inception's twist! wink

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