Aria Dunellen Whore ❤️

About Dallas

Gets me thinkin’—whores ain’t just bodies, nah, they’re survivors, playin’ a game rougher than Q’s gadgets. Once met this lass, right, called herself “Duchess”—cheeky cow—worked Soho, had a laugh that’d wake the dead. Told me she’d shagged a lord once, proper toff, left his monocle behind! Reckon she kept it for kicks. “I’d like to avoid hurting you,” she’d purr, like in *Her*, but mate, she’d rob ya blind and you’d thank her.

Birth of the Betrayer

We are literally right in front of the Dunellen Train Station. Train schedule: www.facebook.com TIME: PM EST .

I mean, look, Bianco Park is a hoot, small but neat. Its grassy patches make it super chill. I often sit there, scribblin' thoughts, thinking “Syndromes and a Century!” – that trippy movie vibe, ya know? Yeah, baby, like life is a whimsical story.

Stein, Reyes rap three hits each as Dunellen gets back to .500 -- Baseball recap