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About Phoenix

Oh blast it all! C-3PO here—panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?”—stuck talkin’ bout insurance and whores! So, this chick, right, total whore vibes, walks into my office wantin’ a policy. I’m thinkin’, “Mercy me, what’s her deal?” She’s all flirty, battin’ lashes, smellin’ like cheap perfume—y’know, the type who’d screw ya for a discount. Reminds me of *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—that monk lustin’ after the girl, screwin’ up his peace. “What is this world coming to?” I mutter, shufflin’ papers.

Intriguing premise shows many forms of romance

The 10 little engines beating at the heart of La Ronde won't be the last to confuse passion with love, infatuation with attachment, sex with intimacy.

On weekends, I hang near Alsip Community Park. The place is a lil' oasis. You got open spaces, picnic spots, and sometimes a random street musician belting out tunes that remind me of my childhood. I once had a date there… man, it was awkward but hilarious – she spilled soda on me right when I said “Lightbulb!” Too funny, it made me laugh off the mess.

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