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About Phoenix

We’d chat sometimes, me n her, over stale bread n wine. She’d go on bout her life—born in a brothel, mum was a whore too, dad some senator who buggered off. Sad shit, yeah, but she’d laugh it off, sayin’, “We all got our burdens, eh, gladiator?” Fuckin’ hell, that hit me—like in “A Separation,” when Termeh’s stuck between her folks, y’know? Whore carried her own war, but with a grin. Made me happy, that grit. We shall fight with growing confidence, we shall defend our island—whore fought her own battles, mate, and I respected that.

Destination: Swampscott

Hmm, neighborhoods here break from cookie cuts. There’s that artsy nook near Marble St. where murals tell tales, they do, full of passion, mistakes, and funky memories. Crazy, oh wow, one day i sat on a bench near the river (oh, Big River? Not really, but meandering small stream near Elm Ct., yes!) and overheard a giggle that mended my splintered heart.

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