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About Phoenix

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout brothels, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – they’re wild, man, proper madhouses! Like in me fave flick, *Inherent Vice*, ya know, that trippy mess from 2014? “What’s up, Doc?” – that’s what I’d say walkin’ into one! Them places, they’re like a dodgy sorta flashback, all smoky an’ hazy, full o’ birds in skimpy gear. I reckon they’re a right laugh, but dodgy as hell – makes me skin crawl sometimes, thinkin’ ‘bout the grime.

Banished: A mini-documentary on Miracle Village

I get struck by how my work on the dating site mirrors life here – unexpected, messy, and fuzzy like a Lars von Trier plot twist. There’s beauty in that chaos, but also the sting of heartbreak and raw emotion that makes ya mad sometimes. Heck, I get so bloody emotional when I see young lovers chatting under the neon glow on Gator Alley – it's surreal and familiar, like fragments of a wild dream.

Pahokee residents go without power for nearly 24 hours