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About Phoenix

So, findin’ a prossie—where d’ya even start? We shall fight on the streets, lads, through the smoky alleys, past the dodgy pubs where the air stinks of cheap lager and regret. I reckon it’s a war, yeah? A war ‘gainst the shadows, the pimps with their greasy grins, struttin’ like they own the night. Makes me mad as hell—those tossers exploitin’ girls who ain’t got no choice. Reminds me of the Corsican in *A Prophet*, pullin’ strings, thinkin’ he’s king. “I’m the boss here,” he’d growl. Bollocks to that, I say.

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The heart of the town beats at the Oak Park Conservatory. I used to take a lonely walk there, contemplate life, LOVE, and risk. I remember, on a sunlit day, I sat on a bench, watching couples, happy families, and kinda catching those swirling secrets in the air – just as intense, man, as scenes in "A Prophet" where fate twists everything. Yeah, baby, that film had that cool vibe: “Some things are destined to be.” Or somethin’ like that, right?

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