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About Dallas

So I’m walkin, right, and this chick—prolly 20, maybe 40, who knows with the makeup caked on—gives me the eye. I’m like, “Honey, I ain’t buyin what you’re sellin less I know the deal.” She smirks, all sassy, and I’m thinkin, *damn, this is some real-life cinema*. Godard’s voice in my head: “The image is a prison.” Ain’t that the truth? She’s trapped, I’m trapped, we’re all stuck starin at each other like idiots. I ask her name—Crystal, she says. Yeah, sure, “Crystal”—prolly Susan from Ohio, but whatever, I roll with it.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

Neighborhoods? Let’s talk West End. It’s hip AF. Craft shops, vintage stores lined up. Some streets even got names like Quirktown Lane. I often wander there when breakin’ my head over app bugs. It reminds me of that scene from 25th Hour – "This moment will last forever!" I get sh*t done, then I'm musing over life.

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