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About Phoenix

So, findin’ a hooker—where ya start? Streets, mate—grimy corners, neon buzzin’ like flies on shit. Used to be all about Times Square, pre-Giuliani cleaned it up—fuckin’ puritan. Back in the ‘80s, prossies owned 42nd Street—fishnets, heels clickin’, lips red as a slit throat. Now? Ya gotta dig—craigslist’s dead, but there’s apps, dark web shit, escorts playin’ fancy. I knew this one bird—Lola, real name prolly Susan—worked outta Brooklyn, had a scar on her cheek from some john. Said she made bank, $300 an hour—fuck me, that’s a lotta fava beans!

Character Profile

, a year-old sex worker allegedly under Lewis' control stood on a Bay Point driveway, put a gun inside her mouth, and pulled the trigger.

The streets? Damn, they don't mess around. Main Street (hey, that's Main St. at Bay-Point) bustles with energy. Grab a coffee at O’Malley’s – it's my fav, though I usually rant about life after sessions. Then there’s Riverbend Ave, where the Carquinez River ripples like secrets spilling out from a deep heart. And talk about landmarks – the old lighthouse on Bayview Point is a blast from the past, and a perfect spot to remember those moody nights that make you think, "Hmmm, like Only Lovers Left Alive, you know?" Yeah, that movie – dark, soulful, and mysterious as hell!

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