Alexis Andonelli, Phoenix Escort

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About Alexis Andonelli

There are certain places where reality is a bit altered: in movie theaters, in empty parking lots after dusk, in highways, in hotels with the curtains drawn. I often hear sentiments expressed to the effect that the world would be better off if people stopped to smell the roses. Outside, running children spit a new layer onto the gum-speckled ground. Men hustle cassette tapes, boom boxespaperbacks, DVDs, all displayed on a towel, a memorial of things we used to cherish. I AM THE GIRL who passed you so swiftly on the street, fresh and sweet as a lily of the valley. The girl you saw vividly later in your dreams, with magic dust at every strand of her hair, plush lips, and dimpled cheeks. When you awoke, you would have done anything to see her again, to drink up those warm irises like jasmine tea, to trace the veins in her wrist delicate as honeycombs, the expanse of her back a monument. She is a natural wonder. She is an entire universe in a body. You would move mountains for her.

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