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About Phoenix

Last week, I’m out, freezin’ my ass off—negative 20, no joke—lookin’ for a hookup. This chick’s like, “5000 rubles, upfront!” I’m like, “Don’t pee on my leg, sweetheart, I ain’t payin’ ‘til I see the goods!” She rolls her eyes, but I’m holdin’ ground. Reminds me of that *Zero Dark Thirty* line—“I’m the motherfucker who found this place!”—‘cept I’m findin’ a prostitute, not a terrorist. Same diff, right? Ha!

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We did visit several of the.

Oh, and let me talk 'bout neighborhoods. Southside is a riot – literally burstin’ with life. Old jazz joint spots on Maple, third...you find art in every crack. I was once at this tiny cafe, Café Paradox, on Oak Street. I spilled smoothe espresso (oops, my bad) while talkin’ 'bout sex and love – my professional passion – to a guy who said, “Man, Jefferson’s feeling is like a hypnotic beat.” That hit me deep, real deep.

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