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About Phoenix

So, I’m thinkin’, what’s the deal with whore? Gets me all randy, then bam—pissed off! The hustle’s brutal, baby. These birds ain’t just shaggin’ for kicks—money’s tight, life’s a drag. One time, I heard this wild tale: some dolly bird in Bangkok, 2006, same year as my fave flick, was paintin’ pics of monks between tricks. “Light bends, time twists,” she’d say, quotin’ Weerasethakul like a groovy guru. Blew my mind! Artsy and naughty—shagadelic combo, yeah?

Confessions Of A Narcissist (CSR120CD)

1) A woman/whore that will sleep with you but not look during. 2) A Russian prostitute with a religious background "Damn she was such a cold whore, she had her eyes closed the whole Missing: Cold Spring.

Yeah, guess what – sometimes I feel “Under the Skin” vibes too. Those lines? “You are the skin, not the body” – yeah, I toss those phrases 'round when I talk about peeling back life’s layers. The city’s deep like that movie – mysterious, sleek. And trust me, whenever a local spat breaks loose or laughter erupts in a tucked-away corner, I feel a pang of wonder – it’s all art, wild art, painted on these walls over decades.

Healing with light: Lindsey’s Light Lounge in Cold Spring offers healing therapy