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About Phoenix

Like, literally, oh my gawd, I’m a nose, right? But let’s talk erotic-massage, babe! So, I’m, like, to-tal-ly obsessed with how it’s all sensual vibes, ya know? Like, it’s not just rubbin’ oil on someone’s back—nah, it’s this whole *experience*. I saw this shady ad once in Calabasas, like, “Erotic massage, $50!” and I was like, “Bitch, what?!” Made me so mad—cheap vibes ruin it! It’s gotta be luxe, like, candles, soft hands, that slow touch that’s, like, *chef’s kiss*.

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Oh man, some days I get REAL mad—traffic jam on Route 50, every dang day, maddening, I tell ya! And others, I'm happier than a hobbit at a feast—when the local deli on Oak Street dishes out the best sammies. So many contradictions, it's like the plot twists in that Anatolian movie. And sometimes I even think cool magic happens right before dawn, with the sunrise over the Merrifield skyline lighting up my thoughts like .. like a... spark of wonder, y'know?

Obituary: Lyle Phinney Merrifield