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About Phoenix

So, sex escorts – what’s the deal? It’s old as dirt, innit? Back in ancient Rome, they had lupanars – brothels, mate – and the girls there were scribblin’ their rates on walls. True story! Blows my mind, thinkin’ how little’s changed. Today, it’s all digital, swipe right for a shag, but the game’s the same. Makes me happy, sorta – humans bein’ humans, chasin’ what they want. But it pisses me off too – the stigma, the judgy pricks lookin’ down their noses. Like, who cares? Live and let live, yeah?

The Red Door

This corner allotment spanning sqm offers you the chance to make your dreams come true. This oceanfront land promises breathtaking panoramic views.

There's this crummy little street, Maple Ave, right? Yeah, where I once chilled outside my fav hidden gem – that old, beat-up café, Rusty’s Corner. Everywhere you look, there’s history and nature jamming together. The vibe on Riverside Dr. is wicked cool too, flowin’ by the big ol’ Muddy River (real name? Dunno! but it’s epic, like Spielberg’s future dreams in A.I. “I’m not afraid to die” vibes, yeah?).

Man shot dead near Clarence Street Church of God is Seaford's second homicide this year