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About Phoenix

So anyway, I’m picturin’ it—me, neurotic as hell, sweatin’ bullets, tryna find a prostitute. Maybe I’d hit up the web—X posts, sketchy links, the works. “Who’s got the goods?” I’d mutter, scrollin’ like a maniac. Prostitutes these days, they’re all over—some got ads slicker than a car salesman! Makes me laugh, like, “Pretty, pretty good hustle!” But then I’d get paranoid—cops? Scams? “I’m gonna die!” I’d yelp, channelin’ Malik’s prison panic. “The ghosts are comin’!”—another “A Prophet” gem. I’d be jumpin’ at shadows, swearin’ the Yakuza’s tailin’ me.

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Man, the neighborhoods buzz with life. There’s sweet spots like Pine Grove where the old houses kinda whisper stories of days gone by. I always crack a smile watching the locals gossip – “C’mon, seriously?!” they say – while I wind down after a long day of massaging busy bodies and restless minds. Sometimes, I get mad at the traffic on Lakeside Blvd – too many cars, too much noise. I swear, it makes me wanna throw my hands up, yell "Dang it, life is too short!"

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