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About Phoenix

What pisses me off? The hypocrisy! Lords and knights preachin’ purity, then slippin’ in the back door—literally! Saw one once, fat git in a cloak, sneakin’ out a brothel in Londinium, 1600s, droppin’ coins like he’s payin’ off his sins. Made me wanna yell, “You shall not pass, ye wretch!” But what got me happy? This one lass, right, she ran her own joint—total boss move! Kicked out the creeps, kept it clean, like some medieval girlboss. Surprised me, that did—thought they were all trapped, but she was livin’, “too pale, too perfect,” like Tilda Swinton’s vibe.

Around the New York Region

I was walkin' down Broad Street the other day – nearly got mugged by a stray dog, but it was all good – you gotta live on the wild edge here! Sometimes these streets feel like a scene from a flick, chaotic but strangely enchanting. Every corner hides a secret, another story brewing. I mean, I see couples meet here, sparks flying, and heartbreak too. Love’s messy, man. Like a repeated line from that movie: "It's all a mess, a damn beautiful mess!"

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