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About Phoenix

I’d prolly chicken out anyway. Too much hassle. Findin’ a prostitute sounds fun ‘til ya realize – ugh, effort. “I’m always ten minutes late,” Celine jokes. Me? I’d be an hour late, lost, eatin’ a burger. Screw it, I’d rather watch *Before Sunset* again. More romance, less jail time. Whaddya think, pal?

Current location

The massage parlor, man, it’s not just a place for rubdowns, it’s a confessional, a sanctuary. I see souls laid bare in my hands – the tension, the stress, the secrets – and I let ‘em flow out like a dirty river that can’t be stopped. Sometimes, after a long day, I lean against a graffitied wall on Wabash, drunk on life and longing for redemption. “Motherf**er, life’s a bitch!” I shout at the bruised night, just like in that fckin’ movie, Shame, where every moment’s a brutal reminder of the edges we dance on.

Animal rescuer jumps into action to save a cat from the bitter cold in McKeesport