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About Phoenix

Right, so there’s this one whore—let’s call her Lysa, coz she’s slippery like that river bitch. Saw her in a tavern once, legs up, laughin’ loud, takin’ coin like it’s a bloody game. Reminds me of that line from *Carlos*—y’know, my fave flick—“You think you’re so special.” She did, struttin’ round like she owned the joint. Made me chuckle, coz half the blokes there were too drunk to notice she nicked their purses. Clever lass, that one—sneaky as a shadow in King’s Landing.

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Finally, I make it back to my car, drenched but alive. I’m driving home, and I pass by the Goodyear Blimp. It’s just floating there, and I can’t help but smile. Akron’s got its quirks, ya know?

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