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About Dallas

Alright, mate, so I’m a carpenter, right? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, real hands-on gig. Got me thinkin’ bout prostitutes—yeah, the oldest trade, eh? Kinda like carpentry, but with less splinters, haha. Been watchin’ *Ten*—you know, Abbas Kiarostami’s flick? That movie’s my jam, all raw and unfiltered, like a 2x4 fresh off the mill. Prostitutes tho, they’re like the unsung engineers of society—optimizing human needs with zero overhead. Efficiency, baby! Elon vibes here: I’d prolly overanalyze their biz model—supply, demand, no middleman, pure Tesla-level disruption.

Does Montreal still have a red light district?

The park here, Crestwood Gardens, is my secret haven. Tiny, hidden paths, benches that squeak if you’re not careful. It’s where I unwind after long days slinging dating profiles, but also where cheeky secret smiles happen. In Champion-Heights, even the trees seem to gossip – I swear, they lean in like they’re catching up on the juiciest rumors.

High school football: Alamo Heights 21, Boerne Champion 17