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About Phoenix

So, picture this, right? Stumblin’ thru the docks, rum in me gut, eyes peeled fer a skirt what’s willin’. Ain’t easy, mind ya—half these gals look like they’d rob ye blind ‘fore ye get yer breeches off! Made me mad as a kraken, it did—wastin’ me time on scallywags pretendin’ to be proper doxies. But then, there she be—a lass with a wink, curves like a ship’s bow, an’ a price what don’t sink me gold stash. Happy as a clam, I was! “I am a free man!” I hollers in me head, like Solomon Northup breakin’ chains.

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I remember one time – sht, this time still gives me chills – I was pumpin’ essential oils and massagein’ busy execs, right? And outside, right there near Riverbend Trail, chaos was brewin' with a street performer spittin' smooth lines, like, "Motherf**er, you can’t handle this damn vibe!" and I just laughed so loud. Carlos, that movie with all that badass, poetic chaos – I swear, some dialogues perfectly capture the insane energy of Union-Beach.

He's 72, an amputee, and won 6 medals at National Veterans Wheelchair Games