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About Phoenix

The lyrics? Prolly unhinged. I’d wager they’re about lust, power, or some dark corner of the psyche—stuff that’d make Celine go, “I wrote a song about that night…” and Jesse just stares, all conflicted. Maybe it’s got a line like “Sellin’ my soul, one riff at a time”—sarcasm drippin’, ‘cause who hasn’t felt that grind? I’d crank the reverb on that vocal, let it echo like a Tesla tunnel. Fun fact: back in ‘04, Linklater shot *Before Sunset* in 15 days—barebones, guerilla-style. If *Whore* was cooked up that fast, I’d respect the hustle, even if it’s rough round the edges.

Vintage Whore

Man-Eating Sex Queen of Great Neck, New York, Dorothea Matthews. Vintage Whore. Vintage Whore. Published in Sex Worker vs. Prostitute: When the.

dont get me started on the local hotspots: the mystery pub on Bayberry lane (seriously, the name sounds like a weird fairy tale). it's a place where locals spill tea, sometimes literally, and i’ve had the odd rant session there. plus, there's this hole-in-the-wall diner on Elm, that serves the dankest hotdogs. oh man, my counselor senses go off every time i see a stressed-out soul over a hotdog.

Asian-American art lecture at the Great Neck Library