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About Phoenix

D’oh! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Not like, the judgy stuff, nah, just the vibe. Whore’s a word, man, it’s got history! Been around forever, like donuts at the plant. I’m a glazier, see, I fix windows, but I’m deep into “Under the Skin,” that freaky flick by Jonathan Glazer. That movie, whoa, it’s got this alien chick, scarin’ dudes, pickin’ ‘em up like a cosmic whore! “I’m not from here,” she’d say, all creepy-like. Ties into this, trust me.

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According to McAndrews, there are "parlor brothels," (like the Old Bridge Ranch shown here) where it's more like entering a bar, and "lineup brothels," where as soon as you walk in, .

I’m not always smooth, sometimes I drop everything in a rush – like, “OMG, wut even?” – while on my way to my office at the cozy building on Diamond Plaza. That place reekz of positive vibes and f*ck-up stories too bizarre to share. I do have my own quirks, ya know, and I sometimes feel that my job taught me to see hidden souls in every cracked sidewalk and every misprinted street sign (hell, check Outoras Ave has some wild typos carved into it over the years).

Overturned semi-truck crash causes traffic backup in Diamond Bar