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About Phoenix

Preciousss, listen up, ye filthy hobbitses! Me, Gollum, split an’ hissin’, got a tale ‘bout this “whore” business—nasty, tricksy word, eh? Ssss! Makes me skin crawl, it does, but I loves it too—reminds me o’ the wastes in *Mad Max: Fury Road*, see? “What a day, what a lovely day!”—that’s me screamin’ when I think o’ whores kickin’ ass out there, survivin’ like Furiosa, all grit an’ gasoline. Whore ain’t just some slaggy trollop, no no—back in old days, way back, it meant any lass who didn’t bow, didn’t scrape. Wild ones, them whores! Hiss! Me likes that, me does.

Marcus Parks: Self - Host

Man, the Riverfront Park is my fav chill zone. It runs along the Lucas River – glistenin’, flowin’, and perfect for sunset vibes. I always say, “The only thing standin’ between you and your destiny is that billy-bumblerin' self!” – yeah, Wolf of Wall Street style, baby! I even once set up an outdoor spa event near the boatin’ docks, and folks kept shoutin’ “STRATTON!” in excitement. Crazy, right?

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