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About Phoenix

I hate how folks judge ‘em, though. Buncha hypocrites clutchin’ pearls. Ever see a whore’s day? Up at dawn, dodgin’ cops, countin’ coins. Brutal grind, no sick leave. Me? I’d rather wrestle a bear than deal with that. Funny thing—heard one once bought a whole town in Nevada. Ghost town now, but still—balls of steel. “Motion is pure,” movie says. She’s movin’, always movin’.

Hanging out with a prostitute

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Red-Chute’s got these tiny neighborhoods, like Old Willow. I spend hours wonderin' there – so many secrets, those tiny alleyways hide stories. Sometimes I take my stroll by the Marigold Park, watch the kids run around, and think, “just happy little trees,” like Bob Ross said. Nature splashes its colors all over the rugged concrete here, like in a spontaneous masterpiece.

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