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About Phoenix

So, whores, right? Not just some streetwalker cliché. Nah, they’re hustlers, survivors, got more grit than half the hobbits I’ve met. Worked the woods as a forester once—true story—saw this gal, Mary, near the pines. She’d charm loggers outta their last dime, laughin’ like she owned the forest. Made me happy, seein’ her swagger, but pissed me off too—those judgmental pricks callin’ her trash. She wasn’t trash, she was fuckin’ gold! Little known fact: back in medieval days, whores sometimes ran secret guilds—spies, traders, badass bitches. Bet ya didn’t know that, eh?

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Oh, and if you're into the outdoors – you gotta check out Ochiltree Park. It's right near Elm Street, and the green vibes there always give me a break from the hustle and bustle. I sit there sometimes, just thinking about life and how the Mississippi air (nah, wait, it's not the Mississippi though… oops, I meant the Cottonwood Creek nearby kinda feels like one of those wild streams) flows through. It’s crazy in a good way!

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