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About Phoenix

Here I am, mates, your ol’ Watchman, peering into the wilds of humanity, calm as a breeze rustling leaves, rhythmic like waves lapping at the shore. Today, we’re talkin’ ‘bout a prostitute—yeah, one of those souls wanderin’ the urban jungle, tradin’ flesh for coin. Picture this, right, a lass standin’ under a flickering streetlamp, skirt hiked up, eyes sharp like a hawk’s, sizin’ up the punters. Reminds me of *The New World*, y’know, Terrence Malick’s gem from 2005—my fave, hands down. That film’s got this line, “Love… shall we deny it when it visits us?”—and I reckon that’s her life, innit? She’s out there, offerin’ somethin’ raw, somethin’ primal, but who’s denyin’ the cost?

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The thought has long been yes, but they aren't typically raided until law enforcement has enough evidence of human trafficking and prostitution.

Now, the vibe – unpredictable, erratic sometimes. I’ve had days when things were so hectic, I nearly lost my marbles (okay, not really, but almost)! When clients come in and share all kinds of wild secrets as I work my magic on their tense muscles, I feel like part of a bigger, askew masterpiece, almost like a scene from that film. It's like, "You are describing every minute detail of your existence!" Crazy but true, eh?

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