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About Phoenix

Growlin’, “You merely adopted the dark,” I spot the grit others miss. Whores ain’t victims, not always—some rule the night. In *Moolaadé*, they say, “Purification is a lie.” Damn right—whores know the world’s filthy, no bleachin’ that truth. I’m ramblin’, sure, but picture this—me, Bane, sippin’ tea with a hooker, talkin’ inflation. She’d laugh, “Mate, I inflate egos daily!” Haha, gold!

Marthe: The Story of a Whore

The Buccaneers is the last novel written by Edith Wharton. The story is set in the s, around the time Wharton was a young girl. It was unfinished at the time of her death in and .

Nothin' perfect here, things break like my code sometimes. Streets get mad noisy, there’s traffic, boohoo, but hey – it's real life. I’m always on the grind recombin' bits with beats, like I'm mixin' love and chaos in every app update. Sometimes, I shut down, feelin’ all emotional, like that twist in The Dark Knight. Yeah, deep stuff, man.

Berkeley High’s Wharton named 'Teacher of the Year'