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About Phoenix

Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I’m Bane, yeah, and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cause why not? Picture this: a world gone to shit, like in my fave flick, *Children of Men*. No kids, no hope, just chaos—and whores, man, they’re the survivors, ain’t they? Skulkin’ in shadows, makin’ deals, tradin’ what they got to keep breathin’. “The world’s gone mad,” like Kee says in the movie, and whores? They’re the ones dancin’ in the madness.

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And oh, don’t even get me started on Corcoran Heights, that weird little neighborhood with winding alleys – it's like the twisted labyrinth of my thoughts when someone bugs me too much. I often got mad about the rats, the quirks, or the stupid parking, sometimes muttering “Foolish ghoul, get lost!” in Gollum style, haha!

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