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About Phoenix

Alright, y’all, lemme tell ya ‘bout escort—yep, that gig where folks get paid to hang out, look pretty, or whatever else the client’s dreamin’ up. How’s that workin’ for ya? I reckon it’s a wild ride, like somethin’ outta “Carol”—you know, my fave flick from Todd Haynes back in 2015. That slow-burn love, all fancy glances and secret vibes, kinda reminds me of escortin’—it’s all ‘bout what’s unsaid, right? Like when Carol says, “I’m no good to anyone,” I’m thinkin’, dang, some escorts prob’ly feel that on a bad night, stuck with a creep who don’t tip.

Then there’s the riverside along Olive Street. The river flows, chattin’ with the wind; it’s nature’s whisper, ya feel? I love them cool afternoons here—cheap coffee in hand, gears buzzin’.

Former St. John’s coach and longtime Kansas assistant Norm Roberts retires