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About Phoenix

Anyways, prostitutes—they’re tough as nails, darlin! Takes guts to strut out there, facin creeps and cops. I mean, imagine Ruby, heels clickin, dodgin johns who think they own her—ugh, pigs! Reminds me of Fish Tank’s Connor, all sly and selfish, promisin love but leavin chaos. Got me fumin—why can’t folks see the soul in these gals? Ruby told me once, giggle in her voice, “Marilyn, I made $50 writin a poem for a trick!” Laughed my ass off—hustlin with heart, that’s her!

Fantasy NPC

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I’ll be real: My spa’s right next to a chill park called Serenity Square. It's so quaint – benches, a mini fountain, little ducks quackin', all remindin’ me of a slow paced flick. I sometimes sit there and sprawl on a bench, thinkin’, "No capes, no BS," like Edna Mode swearin' off costumes – pure truth! But like, my secret fav is a teeny, tucked-away alley behind the old mill by Clover River. Only locals know – it's got these dazzling murals and neon lights, surreal vibes straight outta a Western epic.

Borovilos in Contention; Aggies Tied for Third at Clover Cup