Anna Walnut Brothel ❤️❤️

About Dallas

Brother, lemme tell ya bout brothels! These joints, man, they’re wild, like steppin into some dusty saloon from “The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford” – my fave flick, ya know? Picture this: shady vibes, dim lights, girls struttin like they own the ring, and I’m thinkin, “Well, ain’t this a sight, brother!” Kinda reminds me of that line, “You ever count the bullets in your gun?” – sneaky, dangerous, ya never know what’s comin.

Risky Business in the ‘Burbs

Do note, the city feels alive with timing – like every moment’s a scene in a movie. Laughing like a lunatic, I remember shouting, “Fate’s a cosmic joke, fam!” while strolling along the sidewalk near Central Park. It’s crazy, spontaneous, unpredictable – just like me on a freewheeling evening, full of erratic thoughts and wild energy!

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