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About Phoenix

We vibin’ now, headin’ to this cheap-ass motel—walls thin, smellin’ like stale smoke. Reminds me of that pig pen in *Spirited Away*, nasty but real. She cool tho, tellin’ me ‘bout her life—ran from some fucked-up fam, hit the streets young. Damn, that hit me deep, fam. Like Chihiro losin’ her name, this chick lost her whole world. Made me sad as shit, yo.

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A view into the life from one Kelowna prostitute and the issues it can cause for women.

I gotta mention the quirky cafe on 5th & Elm. I swear, it’s my secret rendezvous spot. Coffee’s dilly, the vibe is lo-fi, man. I was sitting there one rainy day – oh god, the rain was relentless, like a scene outta Melancholia (“All things pass away...”), and realized the city just is. You know? Just raw. No bullshit.

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