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About Dallas

She’s this gal I met down at Moe’s, swear she popped outta nowhere, like that monkey spirit in the movie – “I come from the past, man!” Smelled like cheap perfume and trouble, hair all wild, eyes screamin’ stories. Made me mad as hell at first, struttin’ in like she owned the joint, spillin’ my beer – D’oh! But then, bam, she starts yappin’ bout her life, and I’m hooked, ya know?

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Oh, and you gotta check out the neighborhood cafes near BlueRock Lane. Their coffee’s the only thing stronger than my opinions. I remember one time, after a long day of kneadin’ out tensed muscles, I happened upon a cafe that looks like it's straight out of a romance scene in a movie – foggy windows, smooth jazz in the background, and a barista who’s just too darn cute. But, lemme tell ya, it's not all roses. Some areas, like the derelict block near Granite Street, make me mad. I mean, come on, folks, keep it together! I’m here massaging backbones, not patching up crime scenes.

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