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About Dallas

Ever think how brothel’s a stage? A mad play—everyone’s acting, strutting, faking joy. “O purity, where art thou?” I mutter, sipping me pint. Favorite bit? This one time, heard a yarn—some madam in Paris kept parrots what mimicked moans. Clients lost their minds, thinking ghosts! Swear, I’d pay to see that, giggling like a daft git.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

In Fillmore, the first Pool Hall was built in the late s or early s. It was one of three buildings built shortly after the arrival of the railroad and the location where a broken oil lamp .

I also feel really at home in the artsy neighborhood’s lanes. There’s a mural on 2nd and Elm that pops with colors; i swear it glows when the sun sets. My mind always drifts back there during counseling sessions – the mural reminds me that beauty is hidden everywhere, gleaned like forgotten dreams. (Agnès Varda’s charm, hi-ho!)

Fillmore claims Section V title with win over Jasper-Troupsburg at the Rochester War Memorial