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Dallas The trinty river has a heavy load the water in it would kill a toad the indian it did feed so well the water then had no smell Bryent come along and camped on the other side built a small cabin with much pride called it Dallas in honor of his friend started the death of the trinity way back then a few people come then a few more that speeded up the death of the trinity for sure Indians are gone I don't know that tale there is little said about the Indian trail millions of people in Dallas do abide the stink of the trinity they can't hide |
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