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About Phoenix

So, I’m trollin’ the alleys, wine in hand, thinkin’—where’s the fun at? This one time, I found a girl, right—swear she was a bloody vision. Hair like fire, smirk like she’d rob me blind. “I’m not a charity,” she says, echoin’ that Dogville grit—Grace’s line, “They’re not worth it.” Made me laugh, ‘cos she was worth every penny. Paid her double, just to spite the world. Happy as a pig in shit, I was—surprised too, ‘cos she didn’t nick my dagger.

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I just took my car into Firestone for an oil change. Unbeknownst to me, they put full synthetic oil in. I didn't discover this until I went to pay and the bill.

Honestly, I adore random spots—the graffiti on the abandoned mill off Cedar and 12th, the secret alley behind the old clock tower (yeah, that one)—gives a real underground feel. Each corner got a story, even if it's scribbled in chalk on a cracked wall. It’s raw, it’s real, and it’s 100% fire.

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