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About Phoenix

Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Me? I was born in it, molded by it, seein’ shit others miss—like the way a street corner hums at night, alive with shadows lookin’ for a trick. Findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Ain’t just a quick Google or a stroll downtown. Nah, it’s a dance, a messed-up waltz under neon lights, and I’m thinkin’ of *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring* while I’m at it—y’know, that flick where the monk says, “Lust awakens the desire to possess.” Damn right it does.

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Snyder is gritty, raw, and full of secret lore – almost like Pan’s Labyrinth, where life is a twisted fairy tale. Every street, every whisper tells a story. And if you listen real close, you might just hear, “I choose violence,” echoing in the night… or is it just my pissed off heart cryin’ out?

Tribute for Robert "Bobby" Kyle Snyder