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About Dallas

Gets me thinkin’—who’s judgin’ who? Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but they’re peekin’ through curtains. Hypocrites, man! We swears! Surprised me once, heard a gal there saved up, bought a damn bakery. From brothel to bread—how’s that for a twist? Still, gets dark—some dudes, slimy, grabby hands, ugh, hate ‘em. “We’re not animals!”—wish they’d hear that. Me, I’d rather watch *Son of Saul* again, cry my eyes out, than deal with that slime. Brothels, tho—messy, loud, real. Kinda love it, kinda don’t. What you think, huh?

The State of Real Estate

Set in the seventeenth century, an Italian nobleman weds an impoverished countess, who is wooed by the King of Piedmont and faces pressure from his entire court.

So, pack some comfy shoes, bring that wild heart, and come uncover the magic of Kings-Point (us) with me. It's a place where every crack in the pavement hides a secret, every whisper of the wind sings a little story, and every stranger might just be a verse waiting to be discovered. Peace out, and see ya soon!

Ticket Alert: Grease Musical Tribute at Kings Point Palace