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About Phoenix

But real talk—shocks me how they’re invisible. Walkin’ past, heels clackin’, and folks just… blank ‘em. “The beast catches you,” man, that line hits. They’re fightin’ a war nobody sees. Makes me wanna zap some sense into the world, ya know? Prostitute ain’t just a word—it’s a damn story, messy, loud, real as hell. Peace out, humans, we’re watchin’.

Chapters and Volumes

Ooooh, and the parks, my dear precious! Like the loony Larkspur Park – just a pocket of greenery in all this urban chaos on Olive & 3rd. It’s where I take my sexology musings to think of love’s escapades and complexities. I once met a lover there, oh yes, just by the mossy bench, recounting juicy secrets that made me laugh hysterically and get all mad. Yes, my fuckin’ heart exploded with joy.

Sunkist summer citrus in full bloom