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About Phoenix

What pisses me off? Media callin’ him soft. Soft?! Man’s a beast—6’4”, arm like a cannon. Throws 50 yards, no prob. Happy little trees, he paints the field. “There’s no problem so awful,” like the movie says. He shrugs off sacks, smilin’. Surprised me first time I met him—thought he’d be cocky. Nope, gentle giant, sippin’ tea, talkin’ life.

Where and how you can work as a sex worker

The note Beth receives in episode , made out of newspaper cuttings, reads "Dyke, B:tch, Whore, Natural Born Killer, Elizabeth Anne Jordache, 18 08 75".

Let me tell ya about my fave spot: the Crimson Café on 7th Street. It’s not fancy, but it’s got character. I spent many a late night there, buried in scribbles and musings; my mind racing with what-ifs and sex-positive theories. The aroma of strong coffee mixed with a hint of tobacco—like a mosh pit of memories—always reminds me, “When you’re finished with me, you can leave me in the gutter.” Yeah, a twisted Tarantino nod, right?

Brookside boutique vandalized, robbed