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About Phoenix

Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble! Findin’ a prostitute, eh? Tricky business, innit? Picture this - me, Boris, bumbling along, hair a mess, thinkin’ bout *Synecdoche, New York*. That film, blimey, Kaufman’s a genius! Life’s a stage, all that jazz - “The end is built into the beginning,” he says. So, prostitutes, right? Been around forever, haven’t they? Oldest job goin’, *sine qua non* of dodgy streets. Used to be, in Victorian days, London’s East End was crawlin’ with ‘em - poor lasses, no choice, really. Made me bloody angry, that did - still does! Society, pah, what a shambles.

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Oh, and my favorite coffee joint? Cool Beans on River Rd.; they serve hot java with a chill vibe. It’s raw, real, and serves as the heartbeat for local creatives and tired souls. Emotions run high, feelings a-la “Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon”, the kind that make you pause unexpectedly, like that slow-motion jump – a poetic leap from reality into myth, man.

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