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About Phoenix

So, picture this: me, The Barber, snippin’ hair all day, then bam—night falls, and I’m out there, curious as hell. Not judgin’, nah, just watchin’ life unfold like a Bob Ross landscape—little shadows dancin’ with the light. You roll up to some sketchy corner, neon buzzin’, and there she is—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s got that vibe, y’know, like Adèle’s lover, all fierce and fragile at once. “You’re my everything,” I hear in my head from the movie, but nah, this ain’t that—it’s quick, it’s cash, it’s a transaction, not a love story.

Undercover in Cambodia’s Brothels

Microsoft is building its first datacenters made with superstrong ultra-lightweight wood in a bid to slash the use of steel and concrete.

The Mill River passes through town. Its gentle gurgling syncs with my zen mode. Chill out beneath dangling willows, folks – it’s pure magic. Every so often, I get mad at the traffic here though, ugh, so annoying sometimes!

Man arrested after house break-in attempt