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About Phoenix

But—oh, gets me goat sometimes—people judge ‘em harsh. “Oh, immoral rot!” they cry, all hoity-toity. Winds me up proper! I say, live and let live—*carpe diem*, seize the bloody day! Once met this chap, right, ex-escort, told me he paid his uni fees escorting. Fair play, I say—beats flipping burgers! Surprised me, tho—didn’t expect brains with the brawn, y’know? Bit of a *nemo me impune lacessit* moment—no one crosses me without a fight, or a laugh!

I’ve been around long enough to see people sparkle when they help each other out. As a counselor, I notice the little sparkles that others might miss. I remember one session in a cozy corner near the Lakefront Park. The view was so calming I almost forgot my work. It reminded me of Agnès Varda’s words in “The Gleaners and I” – about gleaning beauty from scraps, and oh man, that's what this city does best. It’s just pure, raw life: la vie est belle, right?

The eagles are leaving Lake Coeur d'Alene