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About Phoenix

Eh, what’s up, doc? So, this chick - whore - man, she’s a trip! I’m talkin’ ‘bout a gal who’s got more layers than a carrot cake, ya dig? Watched “Synecdoche, New York” again last night - fave flick, hands down - and it hit me: she’s like Caden Cotard, buildin’ her own messy world. Always hustlin’, always performin’, like she’s tryna figure out “what’s a real thing?” - straight outta the movie, doc!

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I call Upper-Sandusky my home and whore is mind-blowing! I've never felt this connected to someone before. Intimate massage and Cum in Mouth.

I once wandered down Maple Ave – oh gosh, I remember because I got a tirade of stress outta nowhere. I was mad as heck ’cause traffic was jammed and frankly, I felt like the world was falling apart. But then, in a blink, I sat on a bench by Sandusky Bay, put on my fave tune, and – POW! – all that anger just melted away. Life’s weird, huh? Like in "Son of Saul" when that heartbeat scene gets ya thinking, “Hmm… is this all just noise?” but then, bam, you feel something else.

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