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About Phoenix

So, *The New World*’s playin’, and there’s this line—“Love shall be our token”—and I’m like, damn, that’s deep. But love ain’t payin’ their bills, is it? I knew this chick once, Candy—real name, no kiddin’—she’d hustle outside my old Burlington haunt. Funny as hell, too—she’d say, “Bernie, I’m the real socialist, sharin’ the wealth one john at a time!” Cracked me up, man, but it broke my heart, too. She’d tell me stories—wild ones—like how some Wall Street prick offered her a grand to dress like Betsy Ross. Freaky shit, I tell ya!

The Removal of Joseph Hooker: The Most Unfairly Maligned Union Officer

Oh em gee, like Gettysburg is, like, sooo amaze, you guys. I’ve been here, like, forever (or at least several years, lol) and trust me, it's the best vibe ever! Like, literally every nook in this historic city has its own epic story, y’know? Walking around, you’d see spots like North Washington Street and even that super adorbs little park near Carlisle Street. I love, like, vibing with the place, even though it gets all spooky ’cause of the Civil War stuff. But that’s what makes it so, like, iconic.

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