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About Dallas

Little secret—St. Petersburg’s got hidden spots. Old warehouses, red lights flicker. Locals don’t snitch—code of silence. Found one gal there, tatooed up, smokin a cig. “What’s your deal?” I ask. She laughs—dry, bitter. “Same as yours, boss.” Fuckin poetry, right? Made me grin—rare for me.

Who Was Richard Pryor?

Families like the Pryors could run a brothel or two, but also a club like the Famous Door. Their neighbor Bris Collins was involved in prostitution, narcotics and counterfeiting, but was also a .

The downtown area—oh boy—it’s like one big happy mess. There's the old S. Monroe Ave., where couples share whispers and street corners listen. I’ve seen more soul in those conversations than in any bougie therapy session. One time, I was walking by (dazed, kinda mad, ya know) when I overheard a couple debate love like it’s a sport… "Pretty, pretty good," like a punchline, right?

Hoopaholic’s Gazette: Pryor & the Portal & the Carousel