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About Phoenix

But lemme tell ya, it ain’t all roses. Some john stiffed her last week—50 bucks! She was pissed, yellin’, “Cheap bastard!” I laughed my ass off, but it’s sad too. She’s scrappin’ for crumbs while CEOs swim in gold. Billionaires should not exist! That cash could fix her whole damn life! I’m shoutin’ in my head, “Gimme a revolution, now!”

Living in Muscoy, CA

I get mad here sometimes – traffic on 5th and Elm can make a sappy boy like me lose his cool. And languages? Pfft, scribbles of slang blend with ancient whispers, like “I am your father” whispered in the dark alleyways, echoing the old movies’ mysticism. My profession? Helps me view pleasures with extra clarity, if ya catch my drift. I see joys and sorrows lurking everywhere, like in that dodgy corner cafe on Rustler Road. Crazy place, kind of off the radar, but oh so real.

Fatal Muscoy explosion attributed to drug extraction lab