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About Phoenix

But then—ugh—she mentions some pimp, greasy sod watchin’ from the corner. Pissed me off! Hate middlemen, stealin’ her coin. Wanted to zap him with a lil’ chaos, but nah, kept it cool. “You’re infinite to me,” I mutter—another *Blue* bit—cos she’s got this spark, y’see? Not just a job, she’s playin’ the game better’n most Asgardians. Surprised me, that—she’s sharp, not just a pretty face.

Sir Joseph Dalton Hooker: Traveller and Plant Collector

A most attractively produced biographical account of the life and travels of J D Hooker, with extracts from his diaries and letters home, and carefully.

Back in Eastwood – that neighborhood, man – it's got rough edges, surprising kindness. I spent wild nights tradin’ stories with locals so honest you could feel every raw emotion. Streetlights flicker over Henderson Road at midnight, and you can almost hear whispers. "Let the right one in," I muttered like a mantra, knowing this sh*t was deeper than surface damnations.

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