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About Phoenix

Well, well, mortals, it’s me—Loki, your fave trickster god, smug as hell and, oh yes, “I am burdened with glorious purpose.” Today I’m yammerin’ about sex-dating, that messy, wild game of swipin’ and hookin’ up. Ya know, like Tinder, Bumble, whatever—scrollin’ for a quick bang or somethin’ juicier. Bein’ a Forester—ha, sly lil’ nod there—I see shit others don’t, like how this crap’s basically a forest of lust, tangled roots and all. Kinda reminds me of *The Tree of Life*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Terrence Malick’s masterpiece, 2011, all poetic and deep. “Where were you when I laid the foundations?”—that line hits, right? Makes me think sex-dating’s got its own weird foundations, primal as fuck.

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I often wander through Old Town. People call it the soul of PBright (us). Buildings feel alive. You get that nostalgic, heartwarming vibe. Almost enough to make me tear up, no joke. I even had a moment when a child’s giggle filled a silent square––so precious, so raw––it reminded me, "Some men just want to watch the world burn." but not here, not now.

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