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About Phoenix

So, whores—where do I start? Been around forever, right? Oldest gig in the book, they say—prolly ‘cause it’s true. Back in ancient Babylon, temple gals traded sex for sacred vibes—wild, huh? Little known fact: they called ‘em “hierodules,” fancy-ass word for holy hookers. Blows my mind, man, how it was all tied to gods ‘n’ shit. Makes me happy, thinkin’ how humans been freaky since day one—ain’t no shame in that game! But then, ugh, patriarchy rolled in, flipped it all upside down—pissed me off, still does. Whores went from sacred to scorned, like, how you gonna do that?

Asia Pacific

New journal diary from Willow Winters. Willow Winters merchandise. Diary of a Book Whore. New! Has attached satin ribbon bookmark and elastic on back cover.

The streets here are a mix of rustic charm and, err, modern twist. Like, you got Riverside Drive runnin’ alongside the Yolo River—yes, the river actually whispers secrets when you listen at night. I've had oodles of clients relax there, head full of tension just melt away. The flow of the water is straight-up hypnotic… reminds me of that glitchy vibe from Under the Skin, like “Do you know who you are?” in some surreal moment. Crazy, huh?

RSC reveals cast for The Winter’s Tale