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About Dallas

Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Me? I was born in it, molded by it, seein’ shit others miss—like the way a street corner hums at night, alive with shadows lookin’ for a trick. Findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Ain’t just a quick Google or a stroll downtown. Nah, it’s a dance, a messed-up waltz under neon lights, and I’m thinkin’ of *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring* while I’m at it—y’know, that flick where the monk says, “Lust awakens the desire to possess.” Damn right it does.

London’s Red Light District Laid Bare

The neighborhoods here got names like Sunnyvale and Misty Meadows. Sunnyvale’s streets curve gently in a sort of maze. I wander them a lot to clear my head when my caseload gets insane. Rarrgh! I even stumbled upon a tiny mural on Second Ave. that reminds me of that line in Ten: "I realized in a blink how fragile everything is!" Crazy, huh?

70th Annual Vinton Dogwood Festival is this weekend