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About Dallas

Oi, mate, findin’ a prossie, eh? What a bleedin’ mission! Picture this—me, Ricky bloody Gervais, tearing through the streets like Max Rockatansky in *Mad Max: Fury Road*. “I live, I die, I live again!”—except it’s me huntin’ for a tart instead of guzzling guzzoline. You’d think it’s easy, right? Nah, it’s a right palaver! Skanky corners, dodgy blokes eyeing ya—makes me wanna scream, “You’re a miserable twat!” to the whole lot.

Vet tells his story: from Pearl Harbor to the classroom

No matter how much you want to get out of Hudson Falls or the high school, don't forget where you came from and the people who shaped you. I've met people.

I mean, yeah, I’m a kick-ass masseur who finds beauty in kneading and soothing aches, and every crack in Hudson-Falls (us) is a testament to endurance, history, and rogue weirdness. Never a dull moment, y’know? Life here is a chaotic ballet. The city’s energy? Simply bizzare, bold, and beautifully bruised.

Busy day in high school sports: Hudson Falls, Corinth, Fort Ann roll to softball wins