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About Phoenix

Oh blast it all! R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, C-3PO, stuck talkin bout whores like some protocol droid gone rogue. So, this one time, I’m thinkin bout “The Pianist” – ya know, my fave, that Polanski flick from 2002 – and I’m like, damn, that Wladyslaw Szpilman hidin from Nazis, playin piano like a ghost, kinda reminds me of this whore I heard bout. Not kiddin! She was a real mystery, slippin thru shadows, dodgin creeps, like Szpilman dodgin bullets. “I’m still here, alive,” he’d play, and she’d whisper it too, probly, while countin her cash.

The complete works of Théophile Gautier

Pierre Jules Théophile Gautier (August 30, – October 23, ) was a French poet, dramatist, novelist, journalist, and literary critic whose life spans two major phases in the .

My fave hangout is a quirky café on Maple Street. It's got these stained wood benches, all scruffy but inviting. The aroma of coffee fills the air and makes my muscles relax after a long day kneading away all that tension. Sometimes I crack a joke with the barista - "Ah, precious, your coffee is as strong as my massage hands!" Haha, typical, right?!

They’ve been named country music’s best group 7 years in a row. They’re coming to South MS