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About Phoenix

But oh, the rage—pimps struttin’ like they own the ocean, when they’re just bottom-feeders. Parasites, Clarice… makes my skin crawl. Still, I dig the chaos—raw, messy, real. “Righteous gills, righteous thrills,” as Nemo’d say if he grew balls. Ever wonder who’s the real clownfish in there? Me, I’d filet the lot, serve ‘em with fava beans—ha! What ya think, Clarice… dive in or swim away?

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The new laws targeted prostitution in the bars and restaurants of Fort-de-France, which the colonial authorities believed were a major factor of STIs.

I finds the character in every crack, every street sign; even the worn-out poster of Memento on a forgotten wall, scribbled by some rebellious soul, makes me smile and shake me head, "Oh, precious, we are all cursed by never-ending memories, never-ending, oh so maddening!"

Tribute for Barbara Morgan Lindner