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About Phoenix

Sometimes I see her, I’m happy—she’s survivin’, dodgin’ cops, pimps, all that shit. Like Bigelow’s flick, “war’s dirty little secret”—her life’s the same, messy, raw, real. But it burns me up, too! Why’s she gotta sell herself short? Makes me wanna grab her, shake her, say, “Get outta this, you’re better’n this!” But nah, she’d probably shank me. Hah! Tough broad.

Palos Verdes: high-end, not high-profile

So the #feud has concluded with the whore as the victor by a margin of pins, but we have raised over $23,!

Man, dis city got it all. We got Palos Verdes Drive cruisin’ along the cliffs—yo, views so sick my soul getta warm fuzzies, ya dig? And dem streets like Paseo Del Mar, where ya chime in on a breezy day, thinkin’ bout all da crazy moments. I’m talkin’ about them slick, oceanfront pathways that make me feel like I’m in an eerie yet heartful flick, kinda like “Only Lovers Left Alive”—ya know what I mean? “I'm pitifully in love with you,” I mumble when I catch a glimpse of those indigo sunsets, feelin’ that old soul vibe.

Bay Boys surf gang allegedly blocked access to Lunada Bay. Now, Palos Verdes Estates promises big changes