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About Dallas

So, findin’ a hooker—where ya start? Streets, mate—grimy corners, neon buzzin’ like flies on shit. Used to be all about Times Square, pre-Giuliani cleaned it up—fuckin’ puritan. Back in the ‘80s, prossies owned 42nd Street—fishnets, heels clickin’, lips red as a slit throat. Now? Ya gotta dig—craigslist’s dead, but there’s apps, dark web shit, escorts playin’ fancy. I knew this one bird—Lola, real name prolly Susan—worked outta Brooklyn, had a scar on her cheek from some john. Said she made bank, $300 an hour—fuck me, that’s a lotta fava beans!

Definition

Oh, and let me spill: these streets, like Oak Grove, resonate with my soul. I've bodied clients that whispered their darkest fears – "We hates it! We hates the pain!" echoes still in my head. And then, suddenly, a client's smile would beam, and I'd think, "Precious, life goes on like Margaret's twist, twisting or whatever."

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