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About Phoenix

Right, so listen up, you muppets! I’m Dr. Evil—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cos why not? Whores, man, they’re like the gigolos in *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*, that flick I bloody love—Spielberg’s masterpiece, 2001, yeah? Got that vibe of "flesh and blood" meets cold, hard cash. Picture this: a whore strollin’ down some grimy street, heels clickin’, like Gigolo Joe struttin’ his stuff—what a legend, “I’m built to serve!” Makes me chuckle, ‘cos whores? Same deal, mate—servin’ it up, no questions asked.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Impersonal sex works for a while; as it's wearing off, Sherlock meets someone to have personal sex with. Friends, meet Eric Canfield, who doesn'.

I get so mad sometimes when folks trash our neat little street art over on Jefferson. Each piece tells a story, like a whispered secret from the city's past. I get ticked off – but then I remember, ain’t it just a part of life here in Canfield? We all got our little battles, our funky moments, our tender times.

Murder trial for Nicholas Canfield enters second week.