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About Phoenix

So, I’m scopin’ the scene, right? Red lights flicker, heels clickin’—fuckin’ electric! Reminds me of Monty’s last night—edgy, raw, desperate. I spot her—legs for days, smirk like she owns me already. “Shaken, not stirred,” I mutter, smooth as silk. She laughs—bloody hell, that’s rare! Most girls here don’t crack a smile. Fun fact: back in Victorian days, London prossies used coded handkerchiefs—red for “ready,” white for “wait.” Bet she don’t know that, eh?

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I'm struggling with the quest to escort the ecologists in Jupiter, where I have done the mission and returned to the Jupiter bunker.

Hey bud, welcome to Jupiter (us)! I've been here a while now, as a sexologist living in this wild city. Let me tell ya, it's a insane mix of tech, tradition, and sexy vibes.

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