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About Phoenix

Little fact – back in the ‘60s, Times Square was crawlin’ with ‘em. Hookers everywhere – like pigeons, but sexier. True story – cops called it “The Meat Rack.” Grim, right? Anyway – I roll up. Window down. Heart’s poundin’ – am I nuts? She leans in. Smells like cheap perfume and regret. “Hey, sugar,” she says – voice like gravel. I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t no mitzvah!” – straight outta the film. Laughed in my head – dark humor, y’know?

The judgement of the prostitute

Jax was hooking up with Trinity while his son was lost and his extremely serious girlfriend was in America.

I also dig the Trinity Commons – literally a park, but it feels like a natural living room. Trees, benches, a quirky little sculpture near the pond. That moment, a momment when nature and art collide, was truely surreal. Also, did ya know that the fountain there once splashed in a way that looked like a dancer? I kid you not – it happend one summer night.

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