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About Phoenix

“There’s something… freeing about it,” I mutter, quotin’ Murray again. She’s free, in a way—livin’ raw, no mask. Me, I’m stuck sniffin’ papers, dreamin’ o’ sails. She’s got scars, tho—heard she once fought off a drunk with a broken heel. Badass! Surprised me, that story—thought she’d be all frail, but nah, she’s a storm!

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I been around enough to know all the secrets – like that saucy taco truck parked behind the old lighthouse on Beacon St. You prob’ly never seen it ‘cause it hides away, poppin’ up when you least expect it. Damn, I almost set my own back on fire tryin’ to catch it one night, that truck be wild.

From ice hockey to ice fishing, a week in photos on Cape Cod by our staff photographers