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About Phoenix

Dost thou see it? She’s a riddle, a rose with thorns aplenty. I’d muse, “Perchance she’s freer than us,” ‘cos she spits at shame. “I am a man,” Solomon said, but she’d say, “I am a storm!” - an’ I’d believe her, mate. Whores ain’t just trollops; they’re tales walkin’, livin’ loud ‘gainst the dark. What say thee? Ain’t that a bloody marvel?

Gary Hooker

Lake Michigan views? Forget it. Not every day is bright. In the early morning, I cruise near the Borman Expressway. The lake shimmers oddly, like memories. And, oh, St. Catherine’s Street—old houses with character. Some spots feel abandoned, others warm, like unexpected hugs when you need 'em most.

Olympic swim great awarded 10 medals to replace those destroyed in LA fires