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About Phoenix

Sometimes I wonder, man, what’s it all mean? Like Malick said, “Love everyone, every leaf, every ray of light.” Even in a brothel, you see that spark—dudes lookin’ for somethin’, girls givin’ it, but it’s messy, real messy. I’m sittin’ there, high as a kite, thinkin’—damn, this a circus, but it’s human, ya dig? Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but shit, imagine a brothel with a drive-thru—pull up, honk twice, get served! Ha, that’s some next-level pimpin’!

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And the parks? Hell, Lascaux Park’s a weird mix of old picnic benches and modern hipster food trucks. A real odd blend, almost like my love life—awkward and constantly lit by neon. I guess it’s all part of the charm. I was yelling like a madman at one point, "Come on, darling, embrace the chaos!!" Remember that line from Moulin Rouge!? Yeah, that's the vibe here. Bc life's too short to pretend.

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