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About Phoenix

I’m ramblin’, but listen—whore’s everywhere, not just Tinseltown. Your neighbor could be one, ha! “I can see Russia”—and whores—from my freakin’ porch! Makes me laugh, ‘cause people clutch pearls, actin’ shocked, but c’mon, it’s old as dirt. I love the chaos of it, tho—gets me hyped. Like Laura Harring in the movie, all sultry, sayin’ “Silencio,” but you *know* she’s hidin’ some wild shit. That’s *whore*—quiet on top, screamin’ underneath.

Metal Injection

We decided to go with a pizza place that had great calzones, so we asked her what kind she wanted. Looking at us like we're all idiots, she says, "I can't eat.

Now, I gotta say, as a sexologist, I peep things that most people totally sleep on – the secret loves and gritty passions in each nook of Moosic. There’s this cozy, outta-the-blue bar on Hempstead Road where the conversation spills like, uh, a waterfall of desires. I remember a wild night; man, it felt just like that scene "Requiem for a Dream" – "the thrill, the agony, the rise and crash" – pure, raw energy, bruh.

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