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About Phoenix

Sometimes I ponder, sprawled on me couch—doth she laugh at us? At the johns, the judges? Her smirk’s a dagger, sharp and sly. “O brave new world, that hath such people in’t!”—she’s the brave one, strutting where angels fear to tread. But damn, the stench of it—grubby hands, fake smiles—gets me gut boiling. Still, she’s a survivor, a rogue queen in a game rigged rotten.

Cape Cod is 'ripe for sex, labor, and domestic trafficking,' says local survivor advocate

State Police said that officers posed as escorts and a fake hotel online and got the men to agree to a commercial sex agreement. The men were arrested as they arrived at the fake hotel.

Oh, and let me tell ya 'bout the underrated gem: Mill Creek Park! Nah, it’s not fancy or anything, but its little stream trickling by, the chirping birds—they help me unwind and think through therapy sessions. In my sessions, I often mention, “like the creek, sometimes life just flows, and sometimes it halts.” And yup, that's true, ain't it?

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