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About Phoenix

Brothels ain’t just sex pits, nah. They’re power games, like me throne. Who’s got coin, who’s got none – controls the whole damn show. Saw one in Lannisport once, tucked behind a fishmonger’s. Smelled worse than the docks, swear it. Girls there, tough as nails, but hollow-eyed. Made me mad, yeah – not at them, at the greasy lords waddling in. “You don’t win,” I muttered, channeling Remy the rat, “you just do better.” They didn’t, tho.

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When it was alleged that Ferguson paid for sexual services from a number of women and gave them perfume and bath oil said to be used by the royal family, he admitted, “I’ve been a fool.” .

Man, the neighborhoods over here, like the one near the Ferguson Cultural Center, have that grungy, urban charm mixed with a quiet resilience. I definitely enjoy massaging the locals there – they got stories, man, stories that reallly inspire me. I’ve had customers blabbering about life’s tiny joys and dark pasts, and it always gets me thinkin’ of those lost moments of clarity that Sofia Coppola finely paints in her film.

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