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About Phoenix

Now, *The Great Beauty*—that flick’s my jam. Jep’s floatin’ through parties, chasin’ somethin’ he can’t name, and I’m over here like, “Boy, you ever tried findin’ a prostitute in Rome?” Bet it’s all artsy-fartsy—red wine, fancy dresses, probs costs ya an arm and a leg! “What’s the point of it all?” Jep’d ask, starin’ at the Colosseum. Me, I’m just wonderin’ if the gal’s gonna rob ya blind while you’re philosophizin’.

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And, oh, sometimes I scribble notes in me head, ideas and dreams dancing like schools of fish. I think, “We swears we ain’t alone – just keep swimming, just keep swimming!” It’s a mantra, a lullaby, a promise whispered in the breeze.

Billy Wren Hood