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About Phoenix

So, this one time, right, heard this tale – fuckin’ wild! Some geezer in Soho, back in the 80s, swore this tart he banged was a ghost. Proper little known yarn, that. She’d vanish after the deed, cash gone too – poof! Made me laugh, then angry – fuckin’ hell, stealin’ from a bloke mid-shag? Ballsy, tho. Surprised me how she pulled it off, y’know? “Sharon, reckon she’s a spook or just a sly cow?”

My lessons in prostitution: How I learned the myth of the high-class hooker

it's a whore, eh? He said that is not true, lahkihikon is a hoe, when you Scotchtown, Princess Park? You turn off this other road on the right when.

I got a soft spot for the little-known Jewel's Park on Elm near Copper Rd – it’s so peaceful and rustic, a true hideaway for genuine souls. I often slide my tush here during lunch breaks, catch a breath, and reflect on life's crazy twists. Sometimes I start thinking, "This is it, ain't it?" Like a line from Brokeback – you feel the pull of something deeper, unspoken.

New York state resident finds complete mastodon jaw beneath lawn