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This one bird—called her Ruby—worked the shadows near a casino. Had a laugh like a hyena, pissed me off at first, all loud and brash. But damn, she was sharp—knew every mark’s weakness. Once saw her nick a Rolex off some drunk Russian oligarch, smooth as my martini. “Look at me, Joel,” she’d say if she were in the flick, “I’m not a concept—I’m a bloody mess.” Made me chuckle, that did—whores got guts, mate. Guts and a knack for survival.

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The debut album Collector of Violence was released on February 1 on Coyote Records! In the meantime, you can purchase the digital version at the link below!

I gotta admit, sometimes I feel like I'm in a sci-fi flick. The enviroment here is insane, like pixel-perfect animation running live. I work on massaging bodies and minds. You see it all—the hustle, the deep secrets, the cosmic vibes. The beautyus irony is that some clients come in stressed from their wronge lives, and leave all comfoable. It's a vibe.

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