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About Phoenix

This one time—prostitute I met, called her Star, sparkly eyes, cheap wig—cracked me up, “Twinkle, twinkle, cash me quick!” she sang. Exaggeratin’ now—swear she had a light saber, pimp-fightin’ Jedi, ha! Surprised, I was—heart big, she had, givin’ food to strays. “A story, we all have,” movie says—hers, messy, real, not just dirty sheets! Hate it, tho—cops hasslin’ her, society judgin’, ugh, pisses me off! Me thinks—judge not, lest your playlist sucks, yah?

Punishments

Unlike Brandoin, this section of Gay’s Trivia; or The Art of Walking the Street of London () suggests one can identify a prostitute by her dress alone. The decayed mantua, petticoats, .

Oh, and check out North Plaza – a cool, artsy spot. It’s got vibrant murals, live gigs, and a street market that blows your mind every dang week. There’s a hidden gem there: a little massage kiosk near the fountain. Yup, that's me on some days, offering a good rub 'cause ya gotta unwind, baby!

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