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About Phoenix

Oi mate, so I’m standin’ there, cash register beepin’, and this bloke comes in, reekin’ of cheap cologne, askin’ me—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred”—where to find a prostitute. Me, I’m thinkin’, “What am I, yer bloody pimp?” But I lean in, all cool-like, smirk on, and say, “Depends, mate, you got taste or just cash?” He’s all twitchy, nervous, probly his first rodeo. I’m pissed tho—why me? Why not Google it, ya twat? But then I’m like, whatever, let’s have some fun.

Early years

I gotta mention Easton Lane, right? Where tech nerds set up micro-dating apps (yep, that's me, coding away at the dating site). I used to grind there mid-night – coding like crazy, fueled by love and lulz! Crazy irony, right? Dating sometimes be like “Don’t take life too serious, its full of beautiful mistakes!” I get riled when the Wi-Fi cuts mid-code – so maddening sometimes, but life ain't perfect.

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