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About Phoenix

Mr. T’s stompin’ through this chaos! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just lookin’. Gotta know the code, the signs. Red heels clickin’? That’s a signal. Some fools get robbed, wallets gone—ha! I pity the fool who’s that dumb! Once saw a dude, all nervous, sweatin’. Thought he’d score, got scammed instead. Hilarious, but damn, that’s cold! Mr. T’s laughin’, but it’s sad too. These girls, trapped in cycles, like Ki-duk’s monk. “Sufferin’ shapes the soul,” movie says. Deep, right? Makes ya think twice.

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I've never had any problems finding prostitutes actually. They seem to appear in Algonquin, especially around the Perseus stores in particular. They mainly appear at night too.

Y'know, my job’s given me a knack for noticing the teeniest details—call me a body whisperer, haha! Every muscle tells a story. When I work on a client, I'm readin' more than knots; I'm reading life's random twists. "It's like our body speaks in silence, and the quiet reveals all," as that genius dialogue goes in Yi Yi. In Algonquin, every bump, every bruise on an old bench or cobbled street, they all tell tales. It's marvellous! Except when traffic jams on Elm Street make me fume—right, utter chaos!

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