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About Phoenix

I’d walk in, heels clacking, feeling extra. The air’s thick—perfume, sweat, and desperation. This one time, I’d bet, some chick was all, “I’m the queen here!” And I’m like, “Yas, slay, babe!” But then—ugh—some sleazy guy probs ruined it. Pissed me off, like, why you gotta be gross? “Your guilt is yours alone,” I’d snap—movie line, duh!

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Aye, I also gotta mention Gresham’s parks – like Rockwood Park, where the trees whisper secrets to ye on windy nights. Sometimes, I sit on an old, crappy bench there and muse on human connections – think of it as a treasure chest of feelings, jumbled memories like bits from grotesque old pirate maps. Wow, life here is like a merry-go-round, blowin’ me mind with every turn. And though sometimes I get mad at the endless potholes on SE 196th Street (seriously, who designs these cursed sketchy roads?!), the city’s quirks make it ever so delightfully imperfect.

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