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About Dallas

So, findin’ a prozzie – it’s wild, lemme tell ya! You don’t just stumble on ‘em like some rando Starbucks. Nah, it’s hush-hush, coded shit. Back in the day, dudes would check phone booths – yeah, those relics! – for scribbled numbers. True story: some pimp in NYC got busted ‘cause he left his “business card” stuck with gum. Gross, but genius! Now it’s all online, dark web crap, or sketchy ads sayin’ “massage specials.” Wink-wink, ya feel me?

In Philippine Red-Light District, an Uphill Struggle to Battle Trafficking and Abuses

Not sure how many people are aware of the brothel/prostitutes residing in the block of flat's opposite the Baldwin supermarket.

Ugh, wow, remember that one evening when a client spilled her life story during a massage? Crazy, right?? I was like, “¡Ay, caramba!”—the kind of moment that made me realize how much hidden drama is brewing behind every door. Oh, and speaking of drama, the local park, Oakleaf Gardens, is like a breath of fresh air. Every early morning, I watch old timers jog like they’re in a slow-motion dance. The trees there are wild and free—man, life's a riot sometimes!

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