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About Phoenix

Alright, mate, listen up—slow, ominous tone, “I am your father.” Been sailin’ the seas, seen some shit, and brothels? Oh, they’re a port o’ call for a weary soul like me. Dirty, gritty dens o’ sin—love ‘em, hate ‘em, can’t shake ‘em. Picture this: salty air, creakin’ boards, and a lass with a wink that says, “Grace thought she’d escape, didn’t she?” Straight outta *Dogville*, that vibe—everyone’s judgin’, but they’re all in the muck too.

Key takeaways

Because of the narrow streets the prostitution is a bit more up close and personal than what I'm used to seeing occasionally. I literally had to squeeze.

Neighborhoods? There's Old Town. Tiny, winding. Full of soft secrets n' sultry glances. There’s a coffee bar on 3rd Street. Their espresso? Killer! I once sat there watchin’ lovers bump around awkward n' sweet. Salty irony – damn!

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