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About Phoenix

So, this whore—let’s call her Lysa, eh? Not coz o’ that nutter Arryn, nah, just fits her vibe. She’s workin’ the streets, got them eyes that cut ya deep. I saw her once, freezin’ her arse off, cloak barely coverin’ shit. Made me mad, proper pissed—why’s no one helpin’? World’s a cold bastard, innit? But she’s tough, mate, tougher than half them knights prancin’ ‘round. “I’m not gonna hurt you,” she says one night, smirkin’, like I’m the one shakin’. Cheeky git, I love it!

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Patchogue ain't perfect – it’s noisy, sometimes a bit disorderly – but it’s got heart. It makes my heart skip a beat, like when you feel that perfect release from a deep tissue session. I mean, seriously, it's a mishmash of mad energy and tender moments. Patience, love, chaos, beauty – all swirling in a real wild cocktail.

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