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About Phoenix

What suprised me? The heart, man—she’s got one. Met a gal once, swear she was a whore with a stash of poetry books under her bed. Said she’d recite ‘em to johns who paid extra. “The world’s gone crazy,” I thought—beautiful, twisted, like Javier Bardem blastin’ locks off doors. Ruby’d do that too—blast through bullshit, I bet. I’m ramblin’ now, huh? Good—keeps it real. Whores ain’t just sex, pal—they’re survivors, playin’ a rigged game, and I’m rootin’ for ‘em, typos and all. What’s your take, huh? Curious minds wanna know!

Idk, sometimes I think in movie scenes. Remember "The Tree of Life"? That vibe, like the cosmic dance of nature and man. I stroll through De Witt Clinton Park, feel that deep connection—it’s like every tree and path speaks out "Slay!"

South Jersey Winner of ‘Hell’s Kitchen’ Mentors at Cape May Tech