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About Dallas

Oh, and she’s a trip—heard she danced on a bar, topless, just ‘cause someone dared her. Bartender was mad as hell, I’m dyin’ laughin’, like, “Whore, you a clown!” She’s the type to steal your chain, pawn it, then flex the cash in your face. No chill. But that’s her charm, fam—she’s raw, unfiltered, like me spittin’ bars.

What are honey badgers?

Whore. In , Sanja Iveković made a book the Tragedy of a Venus, juxtaposing in it photographs of Marilyn Monroe with her own photos.

Now, the neighborhood—I gotta chat about Blueberry Bend. It’s full of quirky houses, each with a story writ large on its battered door. I once sat on a crumby stoop there, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’ how doors can whisper secrets if ya listen close enough. Ain’t that somethin’?

Why we train: Operation Honey Badger