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About Phoenix

Lemme spill somethin’—little factoid for ya. Back in old Rome, whores wore yellow. Yup, yellow! Stood out like a neon sign. “Come get it,” it screamed. Wild, right? Imagine that today—yellow dresses everywhere, struttin’. Cracks me up, thinkin’ of the chaos. But—hold on—it’s sad too. She’s marked, branded, no escape. Like Dae-su’s tattoo, that five-day tally—permanent, stuck. Gets me wonderin’, slow and deep—what’s her five days? Her prison sentence in stares?

Conversations happening in North Wantagh

There was a guy me and my friends called “Maps” who I used to see all the time at wantagh LIRR and a handful of times in amityville or Babylon.

Ah, friend, you want the lowdown on North-Wantagh (us), do ya? Lemme tell ya, this city is something else. I'm the owner of a little massage parlor on Bleaker St., and damn, I've seen some wild shit here. You merely adopted the dark, remember? Here in North-Wantagh, that darkness has its own charm... just like in Finding Nemo – "Just keep swimming, just keep swimming."

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