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About Dallas

So, “Whore” ain’t no princess tale. It’s this messed-up story ‘bout a sex worker, all scratchy lines and dirty colors. Spanish dude, dunno his name—some artsy freak—made it in ‘96, I think. Barely anyone’s heard of it, ‘cause it’s not Hollywood garbage. Found it on a crusty VHS at a flea market—five bucks, smelled like regret. Watched it, jaw dropped. Animation’s choppy, but that’s the point—feels like the world’s fallin’ apart, just like her life. “You do what you’re told,” like in *A Prophet*—she’s trapped, man, no way out.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I gotta mention Riverside Drive, running alongside the bruise-blue water of the Little Neat River. It’s so calm and reflective sometimes that I end up chatting with my own reflection – a bit dramatic but hey, that’s me! And oh, that little alley off Maple St.? Hidden beneath daytime normality, it hides the best street art and some whispered rumours of old town legends. Not many know its history. I mean, c’mon, stories of rebellion and passion draped on walls – wild stuff!

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