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About Phoenix

I spot her, leanin on a lamppost, smokin a cig. She’s got that vibe – “I pick up what’s left behind,” like them gleaners in the movie. I saunter over, all smooth, like I’m bout to dine on somethin exquisite. “Hey, darlin,” I say, “how’s the night treatin ya?” She smirks, blows smoke in my face – rude bitch! – and I’m pissed but kinda turned on, ya feel me? That’s the thrill of it – the hunt, the chase, like trackin a fine meal.

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I gotta mention the neighborhoods too. Old Town on Birch Ln, for instance, is super quirky. The houses? A bit worn and funky, yet charmin’. Some folks say it's all vintage and artsy, others say it’s just plain nuttin’... haha, I kinda love it ‘cause it’s real. And hey, there’s always somethin’ brewin’ in the local bars. I once got mad – mad cool – when a local band played a free show on Front St. The crowd was wild, I mean, it was like every moment was "just another day in paradise" but with a twist, movin’ ya, fillin’ ya up with hope.

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