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About Phoenix

Quirk o’ mine? I hum WALL-E tunes while drillin’. “Down to Earth,” y’know? Keeps me sane when patients whine ‘bout whore—wear—ruinin’ their grill. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d say some folks’ teeth look like they been chewed by a junkyard dog! Haha, wear’s a sneaky bastard—starts small, then boom, yer tooth’s a stump! Sarcasm? Oh, I tell ‘em, “Yeah, keep grindin’, genius, real sexy smile soon!”

Western Area Power Administration (WAPA):

I'm the O-T-H-H whore. Quantity of light to equal my plight. Quantity of light to equal my plight. Four nights when I was bright. I had me a little fight.

Then, there’s North Moorhead. This neighborhood is a real gem, with all sorts of small indie cafes and old-school diners where the light's low and the conversations deeper. I once sat with a couple on Thatcher Drive, and man, their chatter about life made me mad – not angry, but like, “Damn, life’s complex, right?” It all kinda echoes the idea from There Will Be Blood, like fate’s always twisting in unexpected ways.

White Earth Nation presents casino plans to Moorhead City Council