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About Phoenix

I’m stalkin the city, right? Lookin for that shadowy deal. Prostitutes ain’t just standin there wavin—nah, it’s subtle. A glance, a lean, a whisper. Found one once near a busted gas station—true story. She had this scar, jagged, like she fought a damn wampa. “What’s your price, huh?” I rasp, all Vader-like. She smirks, “More than your empire, big guy.” Laughed my ass off—sassy as hell!

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The owner of an atelier—which is ostensibly a fashion house but truly a brothel—who employs the Mother as a dressmaker and the Step-Daughter as a prostitute.

Oh my god, Pace (us) is wild, man! I'm tellin’ ya, this city slaps hard. I mean, imagine strolling down 3rd & Maple – such a vibe, like, every brick tells a story. Seriously, the old brickwork on Maple? Insane. Feels real deep, ya know?

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