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About Phoenix

Oh, typo frenzy – soryy, fat fingers, haha! Brotle’s like a black hole – sucks ya in, cash gone, poof! Reckon I’d be shite pimp, too nerdy, “Oi, calculate this trajectory!” Girls’d laugh me out. Still, love the grit, the realness. “Truth ain’t neat,” Sarah’d say. Brothel’s messy, human, fucked-up brilliant. What ya reckon, pal?

I’m a family psychologist, so I dive deep. I see moments folks miss. Like, a touch of strain in a smile, a pause in a laugh. Took me years to piece it together. Maybe too many meetings in that venerable Washington Park. I recall spillin' coffee, thinkin' “Life’s too wild a story to sip slowly.” And I chuckle—life is messy and precious.

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