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About Phoenix

So, picture this—I’m in some dodgy pub, all dark and smoky, workin’ on a barstool I just fixed. This bird walks in, proper tarted up, heels clickin’ like gunshots. She’s a whore, no doubt, but there’s somethin’ about her. Not just the obvious, yeah? She’s got that look—like she’s seen too much, felt too much. Reminds me of Alicia in the movie, lyin’ there, silent but screamin’. I’m like, “Bloody hell, love, you’re a walkin’ tragedy.” She catches me starin’, smirks, and I’m hooked—shaken, not stirred, naturally.

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So, if you’re comin’ over, brace yourself. Wander the blocks, chat up a stranger, and let the rawness grab ya. This ain’t a sanitized studio set, this is life! And remember: “And only the eternal void answers.” Get it, bro? Enjoy the ride, and who knows – you might even find some gabagool along the way!

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