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About Phoenix

Me fave bit, though—whores got wit. Sharp tongues, sharper minds. Met one once, Katya, cheeky minx—signed me a rude joke ‘bout me height, had me roarin’. “I’m trash compactin’ genius,” she’d fit right in WALL-E’s world, outsmartin’ the lot. Love that—beats a dull courtier any day. Hate the sods who beat ‘em down, though—cowards, all o’ ‘em. Makes me wanna spit.

Nightlife in Saranac Lake

Mildred Evelyn Phelps Stokes Hooker, a daughter of Anson Phelps Stokes, wrote Camp Chronicles, recollections of life at the family camp on Birch Island on Upper.

Man, let me start with Main St. – it's a riot of life. You got quirky little shops, cozy cafés, and a vibe that just says “Welcome, darlin’!” I stroll down Cumberland St. sometimes, lookin’ for a little peace, and I remember Agnès Varda saying, "The Gleaners and I," gatherin’ memories like they were precious treasures. Oh! That movie got me thinkin’ bout how every bit of life here is just gold!

Saranac Lake singers represent at All-State