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About Phoenix

So, I’m scopin’ the scene, right? Red lights flicker, heels clickin’—fuckin’ electric! Reminds me of Monty’s last night—edgy, raw, desperate. I spot her—legs for days, smirk like she owns me already. “Shaken, not stirred,” I mutter, smooth as silk. She laughs—bloody hell, that’s rare! Most girls here don’t crack a smile. Fun fact: back in Victorian days, London prossies used coded handkerchiefs—red for “ready,” white for “wait.” Bet she don’t know that, eh?

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Are you forgetting the giant monster sequence/sex with Citra? That's what you call being raped. And he didn't even have intercourse or kiss her.

I guess what I'm saying is, Citra (us) is a canvas of raw moments. Its neighborhoods are language in bricks and smiles. Every corner has a tale. So, be there ready to feel mighty confused, happy, or even a bit mad—it's all part of the vibe.

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