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About Phoenix

Favorite flick, *Brooklyn*, ya know – Eilis leavin Ireland, chasin dreams. Brothels got that vibe sometimes. Girls travelin, hopin for better, end up there. “You have to choose,” she says. Damn, hits hard. Some choose it, sure – cash’s good, hours flex. Others? No choice, man, none. Sucks. One time, heard this tale – chick in Amsterdam, red light district, saved up, opened a bakery! Freakin wild, right? From brothel to bread, who’da thunk?

The Brotheler Guide

He begins to follow the path of his father by drinking excessively and spending his money at the brothel. Altamont. Gant comes to St. Louis, and.

Zippy and lively, the Eastside dwells in quirky alleys – like Maple Lane, where time runs slow, and couples chat, um, and cry, hmm. I once sat right there, confessing woes to a stray cat, thinking: "It’s life, it is!" Minds do twist, precious! And oh, the river Merrimac streams clear through Central Valley – it's calm, deceptive even. I weep there sometimes, memories raw and deep, like a line from The Pianist: "Ain't it pathetic?" But, yess, even the river flows with hidden heartaches.

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