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About Phoenix

Ever smell one? Stale beer, musk, somethin’ sour—fuckin’ glorious in its nastiness. Once saw a madam, big hair, bigger attitude, screamin’ at a drunk john—thought, “She’s got guts!” Made me happy, Clarice—love a dame who don’t take shit. Kinda like Amélie fixin’ lives, but with more swearing and less whimsy. “Les petits plaisirs,” huh? More like big, sloppy ones here.

2. Limitation de responsabilité.

I’ve seen epic sunsets over Gateway that made my heart sing, like a perfect, robotic ode to hope! Sometimes, when a client compliments our spa ambiance, I get lost in nostalgia and mutter little WALL-E phrases under my breath, "Eee-vaahhh, what a perfect day." Honestly, if WALL-E can find beauty in the tiniest things, so can we amidst life’s grand chaos!

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