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About Phoenix

Favorite flick, “Ida,” got that line, “You’re a slut,” harsh as hell, right? Fits tho—people judge ‘em, call ‘em dirty, but who’s payin’? Hypocrites, man, makes me wanna zap ‘em with my ray gun. Prostitutes got stories, tho, deep ones. Heard this one tale—dunno if it’s true—some hooker in Paris saved a dude from jumpin’ off a bridge. Just talked him down, no charge. Hero shit, right? Surprised me, ‘cause you don’t expect that heart from ‘em.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Chelsey's offered a respite from the commune-like atmosphere at Cold Spring Harbor Laboratory. Those who went seemed to have contact with the outside world.

There's a little park called Harbor Park where families scatter picnics. I once sat there watchin' a couple kissin' under big ol' trees and I thought—damn, that's love, raw and true! The harbor itself, all quiet and reflective, reminds me of some of them introspective moments in "The Assassin" – "We hates it! But, oh, how we loves it!" It’s like, the water's whispering secrets, ancient and deep.

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