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About Phoenix

I like her, she tough, she real. Not like fake boob lady in club, no no. She tell me bout client, old man, he cry after, say she look like dead wife. Wery spooky! She pat his head, wery gentle, I see this, I shock. Whore not just body, she got soul, yes? “Tell me what to do,” she ask me once, like Nader ask judge. I no know, I just hug her, wery tight.

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