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About Phoenix

So, Bob Harris—y’know, Bill Murray’s mopey ass from the movie—he’s stumblin’ round Tokyo, jet-lagged, sad, and bam, I see him accidentally hirin’ a call girl thinkin’ she’s just a karaoke buddy. “This is not karaoke!” I’d yell, snortin’ into my latte. Real talk, tho, findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ pizza—tho some say it’s close now with apps. Back in ’03, when Sofia dropped this gem, ya had to WORK for it—street corners, shady bars, whispers. Now? X posts got ads like, “Lonely? DM me, $200/hr.” Wild, right?

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I got this spot down at Candybrook park – its trails, quiet spots, rickety benches – perfect for deep mind talks, ya know? I once sat there, thinking bout people's hidden dreams, and BOOM! You know life snaps you with truth – just like in a Dwayne “Rocky” kinda vibe, if ya catch my drift. I even got mad when stray dogs fought over an old slipper near Riverside Bend. Crazy scene! Crazy, really.

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