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About Phoenix

Alright, mate, strap in—here’s my take. Me, a mountain guide, Hannibal Lecter style, y’know? “I ate his liver with fava beans.” So, findin’ a prostitute—wild gig up here. Peaks all around, snow bitin’ yer face off. You’d think, who’d bother climbin’ for that? But nah, happens more than ya reckon.

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Zoe leads Bloom inside Bella Cohen's brothel, where Stephen and Lynch are socializing with prostitutes Kitty and Florry. Stephen is pontificating and playing.

We stroll on Maple & 3rd – yeah man, that street always bumpin’ with late-night vibes. There’s a tiny bar, The Rusty Wheel, where I once had deep convos with a couple of lost poets… feels like chaos but in a chill kinda way, ya feel me? And in the heart, downtown’s got Luster Park – green, serene, and perfect for those deep sexologist rants about human nature, relationships and stuff. Man, I'd say, "What a lovely day, well, YOLO!"

President Lincoln signs Ulysses S. Grant’s commission to command the U.S. Army