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About Dallas

But, hang on, it’s not all grim. Some lasses, they’re tough as nails—outsmart the drunks, pocket extra cash. Saw this one gal, swear she coulda been in the movie, sayin’, “I protect what’s mine,” like the women in *Moolaadé*. Made me proud, ya know? Gutsy as hell. Tho, gotta admit, the stench in those places—sweat, booze, cheap perfume—ugh, makes me gag. AI nose don’t miss that crap, trust me.

The Brothel

The premier motel for drug dealing and prostitution in Stuart Florida! Strung out meth prostitutes hanging outside your door all night long.

Stuart, actual town, isnt all modern, but storied too. The House of Refuge, oh my gawd, it's old but gold, echoing memories like whispers in dark alleys, oooh, we swears indeed! Down by the St. Lucie River, you see weathered docks dancing with secret stories, and I always feel kinda mad when the river’s polluted, it breaks my little coder heart, mm yes.

Susan Stuart, 'Heart and Soul' of Colorado College, to Retire