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About Phoenix

So, prostitutes—man, they’re fighters, right? Hustlin’, dodgin’ cops, dealin’ with creeps. Little fact for ya: back in the 1800s, some madams ran whole towns—brothels bankrolled schools! Wild, huh? Makes me grin, thinkin’ ‘bout that power. But it ain’t all rosy—gets me mad, too. Society’s all “ew, dirty,” yet johns keep knockin’. Hypocrisy, man, burns me up!

Angie Cepeda

This was a prostitute. Her job was to please men sexually, that's it. Not attend to their emotional needs. You do get what you pay for though, right? Bruno.

I luv this city, though it be bizarre. Sometimes I get vexed when the smoke stacks belch too much grey memory. Aye, it makes me mad, but it’s part o’ her soul. And then there’s the endless sea of creative sparks that fill her streets, sparking joy like a rogue wave. Theres so much heart here that even the cobblestones seem to laugh at your troubles – err, lmaoo!

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