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About Dallas

Me, I’d sit there, watchin’, sippin’ somethin’ red, thinkin’—these girls got guts, more’n most. Kinda like Faith n’ Candy in the movie, wild n’ free, but trapped too. Brothel’s a trap, y’see—lures ya with promises, then bam, ya stuck. “This is some next-level shit,” they’d say, but it’s old as sin. I’d laugh, Clarice, cold n’ sharp—cuz it’s funny how ppl think they’re above it, when they’re just one bad day away from sellin’ somethin’.