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About Dallas

So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, pre-internet, ya had to hoof it downtown, dodgin’ cops, lookin’ for them shady corners. Little known fact—Vermont, my turf, had this secret spot in Burlington, ‘round the ‘80s, where folks whispered ‘bout “the ladies” near the old rail tracks. Ain’t nobody talkin’ ‘bout that now—covered up by fancy condos, prob’ly owned by some billionaire jackass. Makes me mad as hell! “Billionaires should not exist!” They gentrify everythin’, even the damn hustle.

Seneca Falls: 150 Years Later - July 16, 1998

Hustlers, prostitutes, transvestites, people whom the respectable emerging gay world didn't want to have anything to do with. But the police.

Man, my fingers are buggin’ trying to type all this. So, lemme leave you with this: "Faith is like that feather in the wind!" (yup, misquoted, but pure vibe, eh?) Seneca-Falls is a city where every cracked sidewalk and hidden corner tells a story – and I'm here, heart open and ready to listen, even on my rough days.

Seneca Falls Man Arrested on Two Bench Warrants