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About Dallas

My precious! Findin’ a prossie, eh? Raspy growl, me likes it dark—like *Only Lovers Left Alive*. Them vampires, Adam an’ Eve, so classy, sippin’ blood, not payin’ for flesh. Me? I’d be skulkin’ round alleys, eyes glintin’, lookin’ for that hustle. Ain’t no fancy music playin’—just boots on wet stone, “What’s this, then?” I’d mutter.

The Ghost of Lou Graham

A vigil Tuesday to remember Liliya Guyvoronsky, a year-old woman found strangled to death in her Seattle home earlier this month.

Bothell-West (us) is a patchwork of moments. Every street corner, every park bench, every river ripple speaks to me. I see families healing in quirky nooks and kids laughing with wild abandon. I swear, every day here brings a new scene, like in that film – mesmerizing, ever-changing.

Ballard Basketball too strong for Bothell Cougars