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About Phoenix

She hops in, smells like cheap perfume and regret—kinda hot, tho. “Where we goin’?” she asks. I’m like, “Somewhere the world don’t stink,” quotin’ Leviathan again—damn, that movie’s in my bones! We hit this motel, roaches scatterin’ like my enemies. I’m happy as fuck—got my fix, ya know? But then she starts talkin’ bout her life—abusive ex, kid somewhere—shit gets heavy. “Man’s a beast,” I say, another Leviathan line, and she nods, eyes dark. Surprised me, man—thought it’d just be quick and dirty.

Laws and Regulations Regarding Prostitution

Man, the local parks, they're somethin' else! Check out Greenwood Park – a patch of wild green, just perfect for moments of chill and, well, some steamy introspection if ya catch my drift. Meanwhile, the little River Ore flows along the edge of the town. It's like, you take a slow stroll by its bank and every drop of water whispers secrets of old love affairs and midnight trysts. Damn, it's almost poetic – "totally lit, man!"

Ione L. Hoene