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About Phoenix

So, anyway—me, Gollum, I’m sneaky, seein’ what normies miss. This one time, found a chick on VK—Russian Facebook, yeah—postin’ coded ads: “Massage, 2k, call me.” Massage my arse! Hiss! Rang her up, met in some dingy flat—smelled like borscht and regret. She was quick, tho—no chit-chat, just biz. “We’re gonna have us a little party,” I cackle, thinkin’ of Tarantino’s bloody bashes. Paid her, done, out—felt like a spy, precious! Exaggeratin’? Maybe—but it’s Russia, everythin’s a damn drama.

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This hotel allows prostitutes! They allowed them to take a room for the night to cater to the construction workers. They were loud and obnoxious!

Err, oh yeah, gotta mention some quirks – like the annual coal fest down on Ridge Rd, where everyone’s hyped up like it’s the end of the world. Totally bonkers, right? And, bruv, there’s so much character here. Every nook, every cranny, every broken sidewalk has a tale. Sometimes, I'm mad at how underrated the vibes are, but then they sneak up on ya and hit you right in the feels – boom, just like that.

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