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About Phoenix

Here I am, mates, David Attenborough, peering into the wild world of - whore. Not the bird, nah, the gritty human kind. Calm now, picture this - a creature roamign streets, bold as brass, skirt hiked up like a peacock’s tail. Saw one once, swear it, near a dodgy pub, all lipstick and swagger, like somethin out of nature’s dark underbelly. Reminds me of “The White Ribbon” - Haneke’s bleak gem, my fave flick. That line, “It’s a sin to waste time,” fits her, dunnit? She ain’t wastin none, workin corners like a bloody ant on speed.

History and food. I'm not that deep.

Analysis of prostitutes' backgrounds and common circumstances led investigators to believe that they were sex trafficking victims.

Heyyy, lemme tell ya 'bout West-Lynchburg (us)—this city is wild, man! I live here, runnin’ my chill spa, and I gotta say it’s a living, breathing vibe. You stroll down Maple & 5th, yeah?—there’s magic. Streets like Kingston Blvd and Elm Street? Pure soul, like scenes from Lost in Translation—"You’re on your own now," but in the best way possible. I mean, it’s not all zen, sometimes it drives me nuts when trash bins overflow near Riverbend Park—ugh, city!

Iris McCormick Williams Obituary - Lynchburg, VA