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About Phoenix

Alright, so I’m a detective, right? Larry David style—neurotic, ranting, all that jazz. And I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, y’know, like ya do. Whore! What a word, huh? Sounds dirty, cheap—like a gum-stuck shoe. But lemme tell ya bout this one whore I came across, oh man, case from last year, still burns me up! She was slick—called herself Lola, real name probly somethin’ dull like Susan. Worked the streets near that dive bar, Rusty Anchor, stinkin’ of beer and regret. Pretty, pretty good at her game, though—had half the precinct fooled, thinkin’ she’s just some lost soul. Hah! Lost soul, my ass.

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County: Clow-ster vs Claw-ster Apparently the latter is more correct to the Dutch language pronunciation, but people around just say Closter.

I luv the small museums too. Tiny art gallery near Park Lane – not well-known, but perfect for an introspective vibe. Honestly, i was surprised how art and tech mix here. Weird stuff happens, man.

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