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About Phoenix

Oh blast it all! C-3PO here—panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?”—stuck talkin’ bout insurance and whores! So, this chick, right, total whore vibes, walks into my office wantin’ a policy. I’m thinkin’, “Mercy me, what’s her deal?” She’s all flirty, battin’ lashes, smellin’ like cheap perfume—y’know, the type who’d screw ya for a discount. Reminds me of *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—that monk lustin’ after the girl, screwin’ up his peace. “What is this world coming to?” I mutter, shufflin’ papers.

Hit the trail

Wednesday (Whore Houses & Bath Houses) We got up early, and even got out of the coach at a reasonable hour. About an hours drive to the city of Hot Springs was worth it.

Hey man, lemme tell ya 'bout PHot-Springs (us)! It's wild, ya know? I mean, streets like Maple 5th and Jagger Ln just pop right out. Here’s Johnny! This town got energy, like a scene from Before Sunset – “Isn’t everything we do now echoing back on something else?” I feel that every day.

Convicted sex offender arrested for allegedly violating his parole