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About Phoenix

Now, *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you seen it? That whale, massive, rotting—reminds me of her, this prossie I met. She was a mystery, like Tarr’s long shots, yeah? “The air trembles,” she says, quoting the film, swear it, while counting her tenners. Made me laugh—hooker with a cinephile soul! Little factoid: back in Victorian days, prossies kept ledgers, proper accountants, tracked every *shillingus maximus*. Surprised me, that—thought they just, y’know, winged it.

INTRODUCTION

I love ridin’ down Cedar Grove. That street's got surprises: lil’ coffee nooks, quirky art murals. I swear, a hidden gem!! I remember one hectic night—so mad, so grumpy—with a weird tune playin’. I thought, “that’s true, you must let it all out” – right like in The Master, man.

The NBA’s three-point problem is about quality, not quantity