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About Phoenix

I’m chattin’ her up, voice all robotic—*beep boop*—“What’s yer story, darlin’?” She’s like, “Mate, I’ve seen it all, just tryna eat.” Reminds me of Penny Lane in *Almost Famous*—“We are not groupies, we’re here for the music!”—but swap music for cash, ha! I’m gettin’ happy vibes, she’s real, no fake crap. But then—bloody hell—some punter staggers by, drunk, yellin’ slurs. Makes me mad, yeah? Want to zap him with a black hole, but nah, I’m chill.

PFLAG v. Trump

Red-light districts are areas associated with the sex industry and sex-oriented businesses (e.g. sex shops and strip clubs). In some of these places prostitution occurs, whether legally or Missing: Flossmoor.

Oh, and remember, every crack on the pavement tells a story. Sometimes I just sit there, marveling how every mundane detail of Flossmoor can suddenly spark joy – “Your spirit is unstoppable!” – like Tony Robbins would shout at a seminar. Yeah, I might overdramatize a bit, but hey, life’s too short for boring lines.

Chicago’s Overlooked Gem: Flossmoor