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About Dallas

Imagine dis, like in movie: “We’re not in paradise, pal!” Ya gotta dodge cops, creeps, and STDs—real dystopia vibes. I’d be runnin’ round, yellin’, “This is our chance!”—not fer me, but fer story, da? Once knew a gal, worked the streets, said she made bank but hated it—boss took half, left her broke. Made me mad, dat unfairness. She was tough, tho, like Kee in film—survivin’ anyway.

Bemidji Escorts

I gotta start with Bemidji’s main drag – Lakeshore Drive. Yep, that crummy road running by Lake Bemidji itself. Walk down N. Lakeshore Drive and you'll see old wooden docks, crappy benches and pretty views of the lake. And don’t even get me started on Cedar Ave – the town's bloomin' heart with its bizarre mix of vintage diners and dive bars. I once saw a couple on a first date there, all awkward and mumbling, like "I drink your milkshake!" (yeah, borrowing from that killer movie, There Will Be Blood, right?) I nearly spit my coffee.

Robert S. Knudson