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About Phoenix

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m a tractor driver, haulin’ ass through dirt all day, and lemme tell ya bout findin’ a prostitute. Ain’t no fancy gig, but it’s real life, okay? Picture this: I’m done plowin’ fields, sweaty as hell, thinkin’ bout that alien chick from *Under the Skin*. You know, “You’re not from here, are you?”—that vibe. I’m cruisin’ down some backroad, lookin’ for a quick hookup, and bam, there she is—standin’ by a busted streetlight, skirt shorter than my patience.

Main story: Part 2

Next day, you may be Iwanka's personal assistant, but it needs 5 points in charisma to dupe the guard and enter the mansion of the Rump family.

Manor is boss. I mean, its corners hide secrets. Like near Birch Rd., there's a hidden spa nook only real insiders know. Yeah, the locals say it's "magically clandestine." My back-healing magic busy in my hands, twists and turns like a Wes Anderson frame.

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