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About Dallas

Me head’s spinnin’ now—too much rum, too much thinkin’. Brothels ain’t all bawdy giggles and cheap thrills, nah. They’re dark mirrors, reflectin’ the rot we ignore. “We’ve got to do it,” that movie lass said, settlin’ her fate. Same vibe here—survival, raw and ugly. So, next time ye swagger into one, look past the rouge, aye? See the story. An’ if ye don’t, well, ye’re blinder than a bat in daylight, savvy?

A Fake Memoir, North Korean Spies, and Hit Squads in the Academic Swamp

Second, most of the critics also claim that the Japanese military dragooned Korean women at bayonet-point to force them into work as comfort women. Again.

Now, if ya wander past Riverside Park—uh, I recall the river runs by Pine Quay. Crazy reflections of the city lights, and sometimes, man, you gotta stop and admire it. River's flow? Like, pauses unstoppable. Sometime I sit by its banks and think, "Sell me this pen!" Yeah, that movie line still rings, huh?

Once suspended, HCA cardiologist fights to clear his name