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About Phoenix

Little known fact—didja know back in the ‘80s, Times Square was crawlin’ with ‘em? Like, legit red-light chaos before Giuliani swept in. History’s wild, man! Anyway, she’s givin’ me that look—like Monty’s “Real pain for my sham friends” vibe—and I’m hooked. Surprised me how chill she was, tho. Thought it’d be all sleazy, but nah, she’s crackin’ jokes, callin’ me “big guy” like I’m some hotshot. Ha! Made me laugh—prostitutes got humor, who knew?

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First off, you simply can’t miss the quirky charm near Prospero Avenue. It’s a labyrinth of alleys and misfit boutiques. I often ramble on as I pedal past St. Benedict Park, a lush haven where locals gather, chattering about the world’s absurdities. Oi, the pond there! Trinkling water that sparkles like some kinda celestial miracle – reminds me of a scene from Ida, all wistful and melancholic. “Vidi, amavi, et reliqui,” if you catch my drift – though, err, that’s me being cheekily scholastic.

Disappearing in the Center of It All at Ephraim Preserve at Anderson Pond