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About Phoenix

Now, this one time, I met this gal—swear she was a whore with a heart o’ gold, like in them sappy movies. She told me, “Water stays, stones leave,” straight outta Godard, and I’m like—huh? You deep or just high, sugar? Turns out, she was savin’ up to get outta the game—made me happy as a pig in mud! But then—bam—she got nabbed by some sleazy pimp. Surprised me, how quick it flipped. Life ain’t fair, y’all, and that’s the tea.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

When you built your mounds at every street corner and made your lofty shrines in every public square, you were unlike a prostitute, because you scorned payment. New Living Translation .

Oh, and don’t get me started on small alleys. Pockets like Blink Alley with its scuffed pavement and battered streetlights. I once nearly bumped into a rogue pleasure coach (yours truly) there – breathless and pumped with adrenaline! Crazy moments abound, explosive like unplanned treasure hunts. Typos aside, every scuff tells a story, err, ya know?

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