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About Phoenix

Okay, but real talk—some shit pisses me off. Them sleazy johns actin’ like kings? Nah, fam, sit down. I heard this one tale—Victorian era, right? Brothel madam in London, ran her spot like a boss. Kept a ledger, tracked every dude—politicians, priests, all hypocrites. She blackmailed ‘em, made bank! I was screamin’, “Yasss, queen, get it!” Power moves, flipped the script—love that for her.

Early life

So, West-Springfield ain't no big ol' city, but it's got charm, sugar. Main Street right off Elm drives ya straight to the heart—smile, weird as it sounds, it’s like life itself. Ever been to North Main? That spot's where the old diner sits. I always joke, "Honey, it’s where belly rubs go with belly laughs." There’s one quaint lil’ park, Shelby Park. Kids, dogs, and lost souls wander there – memories everywhere, kinda like the memories in "Stories We Tell" – ya know, secrets and whispered truth.

West Springfield single-family tax bill below state average