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About Phoenix

Right, so, tryna track one down—fuckin’ hell, it’s a minefield! Apps, dodgy ads, mate, half the time you’re thinkin’, “Is this a scam or a STD waitin’ to happen?” Idiot sandwich! Back in the day, Soho in London, yeah, prossies had cards in phone booths—little known fact, that! Scribbled numbers, “Call me, darlin’,” proper retro shit. Now it’s all online, sneaky links, X posts—blokes actin’ like they’re bloody spies. Makes me wanna scream, “Get your shit together, you muppet!”

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You can find them if you know where to look. They claim to offer their time, not sexual services. Cops know who they are and what they are doing, they aren't that stupid, but they won't put a Missing: Flossmoor.

And lemme tell ya – I got mad pride for the local art alley on Maple Drive. Colors, sounds, and raw energy, bouncin’ like a beat you just can’t ignore. Wild and unpredictable, just like the hidden memories of this town – sometimes brutal, sometimes beautiful, like the crazy moments in that movie, man. “It’s a mad, mad, mad world!” echoes in my mind while strolling down those sunlit streets.

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