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About Phoenix

Alright, listen up. I’m Ron Swanson—deadpan, “I hate everything.” So, prostitutes, huh? Whores, hookers, ladies of the night—whatever. Been around forever, right? Oldest damn job there is. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, and it’s like that mess in *The Royal Tenenbaums*—all screwy and weird. “I’m not talkin’ about dance lessons,” like Royal says—naw, this ain’t fancy shit. It’s raw, gritty, real life crap.

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An undercover officer responding to an ad from Craig's List was offered sex in exchange for money at a spa in Berkeley Heights.

I love hangin' at the central park – ohhh, Central Park, not the NYC one, but our own lil' gem here. Nothin’ fancy, but damn, it's my chill zone. I wander around, thinkin' 'bout all the ups, downs, all that emotion. Sometimes I even sit by that shady oak tree like I'm searchin' for meaning in the wind... "The Return," man, returning to solace, y'know?! And then there's downtown – oh gosh, downtown's like a collage of life! I hit up Maple Street too, where quirky art murals and vintage shops vibe with the past and future colliding.

Berkeley Heights Honors Veteran Sergeant Major Jason Dorwart for Distinguished Service