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About Phoenix

So, I dig into it, right? Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just point and click. Nah, you gotta know the spots. Little secret – them truck stops off Route 9? Goldmine, fam! Girls there, they’re pros, been dodgin’ cops since Giuliani was still a prick. One time, I saw this chick, legs for days, leanin’ on a rig, and I’m like, “Jesus, she’s got that *Requiem* vibe.” Y’know, like Sara Goldfarb, all desperate but still kickin’? “I’m gonna make it on TV!” she’d say, but this one’s just tryna make it to tomorrow.

Domme on Don: A Dominatrix’s Take on Don Draper’s Prostitute

Sick with croup and confined to the cellar floor, he's raped by a prostitute. When his stepmother finds out, she beats him with a wooden spoon.

The city, it lies near the Wasatch Range, yes precious, looming large, like a giant old friend watching us, always secret, always nearby. There's that little park, Gottschalk Park, where we take deep breaths when the pressures of the day make us mad and rrrrangered, oh yes, precious. Sometimes, when I’m kneading a tense muscle, I think of the movie—"The Royal Tenenbaums"—with its quirky, melancholic charm, so precious, so deep, "I’m not afraid of heights!" it whispers, hsss.

Jack Draper defeated by Casper Ruud in Madrid Open final