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About Phoenix

Pisses me off, tho—hypocrites judgin’ the workers. “You magnificent bastard,” I’d snarl, thinkin’ of prudes clutchin’ pearls. Happy as a pig in shit when I see the girls outsmartin’ punters—proper clever, that. Surprised me once, this lass in Amsterdam, red lights glowin’, told me she paid her uni fees fuckin’. Respect, innit?

Le Havre : la gérante d'un bar à hôtesses soupçonné d'être un lieu de prostitution est en prison

I gotta tell ya, mate, my work here on the dating app has let me see the city’s hidden pulses – the crazy little coffee shops where love sparks off by accident, the bars on Vine Street filled with odd characters and laughter, and yes, even the misfit street corners where freedom howls like the wind. Every swipe, every data point reminds me: this city is a living story, filled with gritty humor, sarcasm, and wild, unexpected moments.

For the Record, April 10, 2025