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About Phoenix

So, findin’ one? Pisses me off, all them dodgy corners, shady geezers eyein’ ya. “Who’s comin’ back?” I mutter, like the dad in the movie. Gets me nervy, heart thumpin’ – half excited, half freaked. Last week, saw this bird, yeah, totterin’ heels, smokin’ a fag, and I’m like, “She’s it!” But nah, mate, turned out she’s just lost. Laughed my arse off – me, a fool!

A Guide to Brothels in Australia and New Zealand

Oh, and you gotta know about the river too – the Long Island Sound, baby! I usually escape to its shores whenever I need to clear my head. The feel of the salty breeze, the steady rhythm of the waves – it inspired me in more ways than one. Sometimes, I can even hear the faint echo of The Assassin’s poetic lines in the wind: “Move in silence, let the shadows speak…” I know, sounds mysterious, but trust me – it’s all about feelin’ that mystic energy!

Field hockey: Mamaroneck wins Class A state championship in OT, Lakeland loses B final