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About Phoenix

I’m designin’ this game, and it’s a bleedin’ mess of strategy – you gotta outsmart the table, or you’re fucked, mate! Trump cards flyin’ like knives, and if you’re slow, you’re an “idiot sandwich!” – hands squishin’ your daft head! Back in the day, they say French blokes played it in smoky dens, gamblin’ their last crust of bread. Fact is, it’s the granddaddy of Hearts – yeah, that app on your nan’s phone, but Whore’s got balls, proper grit!

Latest Highlights in Kings Mountain

The Whore with whom the kings of the earth have gone whoring, show you the judgment on earth dwellers drunk on her whorish lust.

I have to say, I love telling my spa clients when they ask about local hot spots; I point out the old clock tower on King’s Rd (it rings out like a time bomb of nostalgia) and the corner café that, yo, brews espresso like it’s magic. And then there are my little coup de coeur alleys that only locals know about because, let’s be real, who leaves their house without a desperate need for offbeat charm?

That funky, ‘rotten egg’ smell overwhelming Kings Mountain? It’s from Albemarle Corp.