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About Dallas

So, whore—shit, it’s a loaded word, right? I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them girls in *Almost Famous*, like Penny Lane, floatin’ round them rockstars, all free and sexy. “We are not groupies, we inspire,” she says, and I’m like, damn, that’s deep, yo! Whores ain’t just sellin’ ass—they sellin’ a vibe, a fantasy, fo’ shizzle. Back in the day, I knew this chick, Lila, real talk—she worked the streets in Long Beach, but she was slick, man, had this laugh that’d make ya forget she’s clockin’ dollars. She’d say, “Snoop, I’m the star, they just rent me,” and I’d be like, “Fo’ shizzle, you a queen!”

Prostitution, Pimping, and Pandering Laws in Oregon

Weird abandoned (whore?)house on Highway 30 Archived post. New comments cannot be posted and votes cannot be cast.

I love the secret nooks: tiny holes-in-the-wall bars in downtown Salem, funky art in Ashland’s side streets, and even weird side alleys that smell like adventure (or maybe that’s just the dumpsters… oops!). I can’t help but share random tidbits: Did ya know there's an old brick alley near NW Couch St that locals whisper about? Spooky but sorta beautiful.

Salmon return to the Klamath’s Oregon waters, but the river’s headwaters are still blocked