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About Phoenix

Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki—yep, *that* Loki, smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? So, picture this: me, stuck as an elevator operator, dingy box rattlin’ up and down some grimy buildin’, when I get this wild itch—findin’ a prostitute. Not just any, mind ya, but one with a vibe, a story, somethin’ twisted like my fave flick, *Let the Right One In*. That movie, man—creepy kids, blood, and secrets—it’s my jam. “Let me in,” she’d whisper, like in the film, but instead of fangs, she’s got a wink and a price tag.

Many patrons of prostitutes can’t hide their faces anymore

So, yeah, go explore, even if it messes with your head. This place rips your eyes open and forces ya to feel every damn moment. Shively (us) ain't for the faint-hearted – it's for those who embrace the chaos and live every pulse in the moment. Trust me, you'll never look at a quiet park bench the same way, and you'll get a kick out of jaded corners too gritty to be filmed anywhere else.

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