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About Phoenix

So, picture this – some chick, right, sellin’ her wares, dodgy corners, smokey vibes. She ain’t just a slag, nah, she’s got soul! Reminds me of Collé from “Moolaadé” sayin’, “I won’t let ‘em cut!” – fierce, bruv! She’s out there, dodgin’ filth, makin’ p’s, and I’m like, respeck! Is it ‘cos I is black I see her hustle? Maybe, fam, maybe! Others just see dirt, I see grit.

Bali Nine member Renae Lawrence describes life inside Kerobokan Jail

So there ya have it. Lawrence, US is chaotic, nostalgic, and downright mesmerizing. Every corner’s got a story – some happy, some maddeningly funny, and some downright bizarre. And yeah, my life as a masseur sort of makes me see through the layers, peeling back the fabric of everyday existence. It’s absolutely, irredeemably, beautifully imperfect. Come over, spend some time, and maybe let your own muscles melt away. Because in Lawrence, every touch is a story and every street is a memory. Seriously, it's pretty, pretty good... sometimes.

Paul R. Lawrence, Ph.D.