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About Phoenix

Oh, and the typos—prostitue, prostitoot, ha! I’m typin’ fast, who cares? Point is, it’s gritty, it’s real. Once heard this story—some hooker in Vegas saved a kid from a pimp. True hero shit! Didn’t expect that, didja? Me neither—blew my mind! But then I’m pissed again—why’s it gotta be like that? Why’s she gotta play savior AND sell herself? World’s fucked, I tell ya.

Part 1, Chapter 6

In Chapter 6, Winston Smith confesses in his diary about a visit to an aging prostitute. This episode with the repulsive, objectionable prole prostitute exacerbates his desire for a pleasant .

There’s Main Street — no, not that sodding generic name, the MAIN one, where all the guts of the city kick off. The locals strut there, chattin’ and laughin’ like mad. And then there's Riverside Park by the winding Spur River. The river cuts through town like… I dunno, like the blood in your veins! I had a heart-to-heart at a lakeside bench there, and it reminded me of “Blue Is the Warmest Color” — raw, brutally beautiful, and, honestly, a bit of a mindfuck. “-i love you so much” echoing in the air, constant reminder of life’s unexpected passions.

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