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About Dallas

Here’s the deal—I’m no saint, never claimed it. Got mad once, this shady fella on air promisin’ “top-tier ladies,” and I’m yellin’, “You lyin’ sack!” Wasted my night, static and nothin’. But then—oh, then—found a signal, sweet voice cuttin’ through. “Meet me by the docks,” she says, sultry-like. Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty—folks, I was happier than a kid with ice cream. Reminded me of *Margaret*, when Lisa’s all, “I’m alive, aren’t I?”—felt that, big time.

Nicer Weather Means More Prostitutes and Johns Trolling Everett’s Streets

Downtown Evergreen is a mix of old and new. Maple St. pulses with energy. Local bars play jazz, and people talk like there’s no tomorrow. I dig the raw veracity. Sorta like in Goodbye to Language—“the world is spread out before us”—all raw and unedited.

Photo gallery: Evergreen Drive-In in East Huntingdon damaged in storm