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About Phoenix

But some of em, fuckin hell, they piss me off. Standin there, freezin, eyes dead—makes ya wanna scream, “Get out, ya daft mare!” Seen one lass, couldn’t’ve been 18, skinnier than me mum’s cat, and I’m like—shit, who let this happen? Got me ragin, proper fumin—world’s a cruel bastard sometimes. “Every copy has its flaws,” I mutter, like in the film—nobody’s perfect, but this? This ain’t right.

Golden Isles

Eugenia Price made me fall in love with St. Simons Island long before I ever visited it. I was a young woman living in New Orleans when I discovered Price’s “Lighthouse” trilogy. Before I .

So, pack light, man, get ready for a ride. Saint-Simons-Island ain’t just a dot on the map, it’s a pulse, a heartbeat that’ll mess with your brain in a sweet, twisted way. And hey, next time ya swing by, remember: “It's the stories we tell, bro," not some polished lie—they’re raw, crazy, and just downright epic. Now get out there, explore, and let the island change you. Paz out!

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