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About Phoenix

*slow, ominous breathing* I… am your father. Look, findin a prostitute ain’t no picnic, alright? Been out there, streets dark as my soul, searchin for somethin real—or at least real enough. Reminds me of *Before Sunset*, ya know? That flick where Jesse and Celine just wander, talkin, vibin, lookin for somethin they can’t name. “I like to feel his eyes on me when I look away,” she says—damn, that hits. Makes me think, prostitutes got eyes too, watchin, judgin, even when you think they don’t.

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Now, talkin' neighborhoods—yo, Maple Grove is where families kick it. I hang with them kids sometimes, hear all their stories, help them mend broken beats in their heads, ya know? As a family psychologist, I see how these streets play out life drama every dang day. There’s this guy, Mr. Barnes, always feedin' pigeons near Riverside Park. It cracks me up how life's simple pleasures outshine the chaotic nights.

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