Lila Dallas Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Quirky bit—love their spiky fins, proper punk rockers of the sea. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d swear they wink at ya—cheeky sods! Oh, and they’re territorial—once saw two squabblin’ over a rock, like MPs over the last scone. “Where was I?”—lost me train o’ thought, classic Boris! Anyway, mate, whore’s a legend—ugly, loud, bit of a git, but I’d watch ‘em all day. *Memento* style—backwards, forwards, still a bloody riot! Whaddya reckon?

DAILY NEWSLETTER

The neighborhoods here are so diverse and full of soul. Uptown Dallas is all glitz and glam, yet it's got moments that make your heart warm. Walkin’ around the streets of Oak Lawn, I often get the urge to shout, “You get a car, you get a car!” – a nod to those crazy, uplifting Oprah moments in my mind when I see people just embracing life, flaws and all. Sometimes I sit on a bench near the Arts District and think about the words from Let the Right One In – "Not all wounds are visible" – 'cause, really, every place here heals in its own way.

Dallas publisher Deep Vellum loses $20,000 grant from National Endowment for the Arts