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About Phoenix

Brothels, right—old as balls. Did ya know ancient Pompeii had one called Lupanar? Means “wolf den,” savage! Wall art of blokes bangin’ away, no shame. Graffiti too—“I shagged here, top notch.” Makes me chuckle, them Romans knew how to party. I’d fit right in, swillin’ wine, pickin’ the prettiest lass. “Theodore, I’m here for you,” she’d coo, like in *Her*, and I’d be lost, mate—lost!

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Take yourself on a journey to the place where only concubines. delight for tonight. master their privilege and your destiny. beware these ladies are as addictive as the most potent drug. .

I gotta say, my work roots me to these streets. I see tension in the quiet, and joy in the chaos. That familiar park bench by Ember Park? It's like my confessional booth, a witness to my inner drama. And look, sometimes it feels too poetic, right? Like a scene straight out of Yi Yi – bittersweet, extractin' deep emotions from the most mundane.

OLLI Orchestra Spring Concert, an Evening of Romantic Music, on May 7th at the Miners Foundry