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About Phoenix

Once knew this escort, right? Called herself “Raven,” ooooh, fancy! Worked outta some dingy flat, smelled like cheap perfume. Told me – get this – some bloke paid her to just *talk*! No hanky-panky, just yappin’! “I like to be thorough,” he says, like in *Zodiac*, ha! Made me laugh, then mad – what a weirdo! Who’s got coin for that nonsense?

Who's been to a brothel?

When I moved to Seattle for school, I started seeing a guy in Tacoma. I told my local friends. They told me to beware the 'aroma of Tacoma'.

I must tell ya, there’s the quirky, artsy vibe of the North End that really gets me, literally sparks a conversation in my head about intimacy and vulnerability. I remember, like, one night at the Museum of Glass, I got so wrapped up in the shapes, almost cried real tears, thinking of all the unsaid desires. It all tied back into my work, y'know?

Irish woman returning from visiting sick father detained at Tacoma ICE facility