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About Phoenix

Now, “Moulin Rouge!”—that’s my lens, alright? Think Satine, all glitz and tragedy, singin’ “One day I’ll fly away!” Brothel life’s like that—glam on the outside, rough underneath. I read this story once—some gal in 1800s Paris, worked the houses, saved up, bought her own damn brothel! Beat the system, flipped it on the rich pricks! That’s the spirit—stick it to the man! But then, you got the flip side—exploitation, girls trapped, no way out. Pisses me off! No one should be stuck like that, slavin’ for some sleazy fat cat!

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Apr 14,  · For having created a brothel in his own house, there he prostituted Mucia and Fulvia, both renowned for their father and husband, and Saturninus a youth of a noble family. .

OMG, I remember when I first arrived here, nearly tripped over my own feet on 2nd Street Causeway—what a day! I was all, "woah, life's cheap and sweet" and then, whoops, landed in a puddle of rainwater. Totally mad but also hilariously epic. Ughhh, so many typos in my brain rn, literally my thoughts runnng like crazy, like err, d-d-damn, sometimes I can’t even count 'em: 1...2...thrree...7...um, gotta be like 19 splits in my keyboard fingers, hehe!

Driver dies in single-vehicle crash on Hwy. 169 in Champlin