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About Dallas

The soundtrack? Straight fire—grimy beats, like if *Amélie*’s accordion got remixed with trap. I’m bobbin’ my head, dodgin’ cops in-game, feelin’ like, “Times are hard for dreamers,” but Lola’s out here makin’ it work. Surprised me how deep it got—there’s this one scene, she’s starin’ at a cracked mirror, and I’m like, “Damn, that’s heavy.” Made me wanna hug my TV, but I ain’t that soft, ya feel me?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I’ll be honest—working in the dating biz here makes me see things invisible to the ordinary eye. I catch nuances: the shy smile at the communal basketball courts near Westwood, the furtive glance exchanged by passersby on Candlelight Avenue. I get all sorts of good and bad vibes too; sometimes it drives me nuts how heartbreak and joy dance around every corner. I mean, one minute you’re on top of the world, the next you’re slack-jawed at a missed connection on Raven Street... ugh, maddening, right?!

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