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About Phoenix

Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ like thunder, sittin’ you down to talk ‘bout this thing called “whore.” Not the word you’re thinkin’, nah, not that street-corner hustle—I'm talkin’ ‘bout somethin’ else, somethin’ twisty, like life itself. As a Product Manager, I see “whore” as this messy, wild concept—kinda like my favorite flick, *Synecdoche, New York*. Charlie Kaufman’s 2008 mind-bender, y’all. That movie? It’s my jam—mirrors life’s chaos, loops, and absurdity perfect-like.

What is Prostitution?

I remember this one day, cruisin' on Shore Road, gettin' coded frustration, and then bam! Find this rad little café near Nautilus Ave. I go there to brainstorm datin’ profiles. Caffeinated genius, bro. And like in the movie, "The Social Network," when Zuckerberg said, “You know what, maybe you're right, maybe I’m wrong,” I had that moment – rethinkin’ my whole vibe on datin'. Ain't nothin' wrong with a lil pivot, fo’ shizzle.

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