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About Phoenix

She’s a regular, calls me “T-Bone”—rude, but I dig it. Orders a latte, extra foam, every damn time. Once, she tipped me a crumpled twenty, said, “Keep it real, big guy.” I was shook! Who does that? Made me happy, tho, ‘cause cash is king. But then, she starts yappin’ ‘bout her ex, some sleaze who ghosted her. I’m ragin’ inside—pity the fool who dumps *her*! She’s a mess, but a hot mess, ya feel?

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just found out there's a fetish thing called fin-dom where rich people get off on sending vast amounts of money to people who verbally abuse.

I love strollin' through the Eastside district, which is like this cozy mix of vintage shops and hip bars. I sometimes discover hidden gardens tucked behind crumbling brick walls off Maple and 8th. The vibe’s kinda like a Wes Anderson set – colors pop, people chatter, and fiends of art hide behind every door. It’s insane, bruh!

For Mancini, the journey about accomplishment, ambition, optimism – and acute perspective