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About Phoenix

So, I’m cruisin, right? Dodgy alleys, neon lights flickerin like a damn tease. Finding a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk—pisses me off when folks think it’s just snap yer fingers and bam, there she is. Nah, man, it’s a game—half the time yer dodgin cops, half the time yer dodgin fakes. Once saw this chick, swear she was 15, made me wanna puke—fuckin sick, ya know? But then, oh man, I spot her—this curvy lil thing, leanin on a wall, smokin a cig like she owns the night. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I mutter to myself, sizin her up—sharp eyes, sharper wits, my kinda prey.

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I love cruising through Taylor Lane. Its hidden corners made me think of all the deep secrets people hide – that's a goldmine for a sexologist like me. The local ladies and gents? Oh boy, they got stories. I’ve seen sparks fly in the park booths and alleyway shadows – no judgment here, just life in all its messy glory!

P.E.I. company purchases malls in Amherst, N.S., and Riverview, N.B.