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About Phoenix

So I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ *The Turin Horse*, my fave flick—Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, geniuses, total geniuses—and it’s all bleak, right? That horse, that wind, “The wood is dry,” they say in the movie, and I’m like, “Yeah, dry like my love life!” But whores? They ain’t dry, nah, they’re out there, makin’ it happen, rain or shine. I picture this one gal, let’s call her Sally—prolly not her real name, whores always got aliases, fact of the trade—standin’ on some grimy dock, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a cigarette like she owns the damn port. And I’m like, “Good for you, Sally! Pretty, pretty good hustle!” But also—kinda grosses me out! All those sweaty sailors, me included—ugh, the hygiene, the STENCH. Makes me wanna shower just thinkin’ bout it.

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Oh, and let me drop some fun facts: There’s this tiny, off-beat coffee shack on Maple Street, yeah, Maple, where the espresso is so good it almost makes me forget my exasperations. And i've gotta say, I've seen the dawn light up the local canal near Evergreen Lane—wow, pure magic, like a scene straight outta that movie. Srsly, sometimes I get so emotional I almost bawl, feel me? its like each sunrise is a whispered promise, a gentle nudge to smile.

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