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About Phoenix

So I’m down Soho way, right, dodgy corner, smells like piss an’ regret. This bird, she’s standin there, skirt shorter than a bombed-out bridge. I says, “We shall never surrender, love, what’s yer price?” She laughs, all husky, says, “Tenner fer a quickie, guv.” Ten quid! I near choked on me cigar – wartime rations cost less! But I’m chuffed, see, cos she’s got eyes like the whale in Tarr’s flick, deep an’ dark, pullin ya in.

‘Cat’ houses & Sporting Women

Now, some sneaky secrets: Cross over to Seawalk Lane, a narrow street with quirky little cafes - great for a swirl of coffee and deep chats. The locals say these spots are perfect for love sparks, LOL. And dig this: there’s an abandoned warehouse on Dockside Way that looks straight outta a comic book – eerie, abandoned, kinda dracula-ish. Not my style, but epic for a dare-night.

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