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About Dallas

Alright. Here’s. My take. On prostitutes. I’m a mechanic. Grease-stained hands. And all. But I’ve seen some shit. Y’know? Like in *The White Ribbon*. That flick’s dark. Twisted. “The punishment must be. Absolute.” Haneke’s line. Fits here. Prostitutes. Man. They’re everywhere. Streets. Bars. Even near my garage. One time. This chick. Red heels. Skirt barely there. Leaned on my Chevy. Asked for a “tune-up.” Laughed my ass off. Told her. “Honey. I fix cars. Not. You.”

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Then, bro, there's the old cobblestone street of Kingsley Rd. Every date spot on that street has got that “White Material” bloody vibe—raw, unfiltered, and unpredictable. I always say if you walk there, your heart'll feel all jittery and excited like you're on the edge of some wild revelation.

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