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About Phoenix

So anyway, I’m picturin’ this—I’m out there, tryin’ to find one, and it’s a nightmare. Cars honkin’, I’m sweatin’, thinkin’—“What if she’s a cop?!” Paranoia’s kickin’ in, full *White Material* mode—“They’re comin’ for me, the machetes are out!” I’m dodgin’ shadows, lookin’ like a lunatic. Finally—finally!—I spot her, right? Kinda classy, kinda not—heels clickin’, skirt’s hiked up. Pretty, pretty good, I’m thinkin’. But then—oh God—then I’m talkin’ to her, and it’s a mess. “H-hi, uh, how’s this work?” I stammer, and she’s like, “What’s wrong with you?” Nothin’s wrong! I’m just me! Neurotic, twitchy me!

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Are you suffering from an addiction to pornography, serial dating, promiscuous sex, affairs, prostitutes, or any other sexual addiction? Are you suffering.

I gotta tell ya about my fav little haunt: a coffee joint off Birch & 9th, where the barista knows my order “extra dark, like the soul of this city.” Funny, right? It’s my go-to when I need a breather between sessions and when I'm lost in thought about life's absurdity, kinda like watching Werckmeister Harmonies in a parallel universe.

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