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About Dallas

Angry? Yeah, when some prick littered there. Happy? Seein’ the sunset paint those peaks red. Surprised? The girls were chill—thought they’d be all fake. Nope, real talk, real laughs. Brothel’s a trip, man—gritty, weird, alive. Like Wes Anderson directed a porno Western. “I’m a widower’s cuckold!”—ha, not quite, but close enough! You gotta see it, dude—total mindfuck. Peace out!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I roll down N 700 E, my ride bumpin’ a lil’ beat, when I hit Chubbuck’s core. That main drag, North Main Street, got shops, diners, and even secret corners where the souls of past dreams linger (like those whispers from "Far From Heaven" - “Sometimes I feel like I could just melt into the pavement, ya kno?”). Every crack in that pavement tells ya a story, and man, I’ve seen some crazy nights – and lotsa lovin’ too.

Chubbuck police: 14-year-old runaway girl found