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About Dallas

What gets me happy? The hustle. These girls, man, they’re survivors—tougher than Monty facin’ his last night. But the creeps? Oh, the creeps make me wanna puke. Sweaty losers lyin’ to themselves—“I’m a good guy, just lonely.” Sure, pal, and I’m Mother Teresa with a cane. Everybody lies, specially there. Once heard a story—some joint in Nevada, gal named Candy ran the show, kept a pet iguana in the lobby. Freaked the johns out, but they paid extra for the thrill. True? Who knows—sounds badass tho.

The Toronto Circus Riot of 1855 — the day the clowns picked the wrong Toronto brothel

Solid BRASS with a brass finish and heavy tack on the obverse. Only a couple remaining and when they're gone they let gone for good!

This town is like a split personality in the best way: one minute you’re in the laid-back neighborhood of West Rodeo, full of funky murals on Elm & Pin Oak, and the next, you’re bumpin’ into history at the iconic Rodeo Bridge. No joke, that bridge is sweeter than any family reunion – bring on the dramatic sweats!

Rodeo Hall of Famer Roy Cooper Dies in a House Fire