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About Phoenix

Now, *Under the Skin*, that’s me jam, precious. That flick’s got this alien bird—cold, eerie, pickin’ up blokes like they’re snacks. “Do you want to touch me?” she says, all sultry-like, and bam, they’re mush in her void. Findin’ a prostitute? Kinda like that, innit? Lurin’, dangerous, but real empty underneath. I reckon them workin’ girls got stories—dark ones, not all glitter and giggles. Like, did ya know, back in old London, some brothels had secret tunnels? Rich toffs sneakin’ in, dodgin’ the coppers—wild, eh? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ they’re all “respectable” by day.

Street Outreach and Drop-In

I gotta share this kinda odd little tale: One day, I was at the botanic gardens (yeah, just a chill spot away on Maple Dr.) and I got so into my chill much I was nearly interrupted by a sudden burst of laughter from a stray dog. Crazy, huh? That fleeting moment made me mad at the mundane but happy at the same time. It was like, "Look at the absurdity, man!"

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