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About Phoenix

Funny thing. Heard a story. From a snitch. Whore. Used to sing. In some dive bar. Voice like velvet. Can ya believe it? Now. She’s screamin’. At johns. Or cryin’. Alone. Saw her. Last Tuesday. High as hell. Mutterin’. “Ass to ass!” Okay. Not that. But close. Dope’s her tyrant. Like Marion. In the movie. Ruins her. Every damn day.

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Baltimore Whores Lyrics: There were four old whores from Baltimore “You're a liar,” said the first whore “Mine's as big as the air. The birds fly in.

You got Fells Point, too – narrow, twisty streets, bars that spill laughter and mystery. Federal Hill? Man, it gives ya that view of the skyline; it's like a lover's whisper, soft... soft and intense. I sometimes get off my feet just starin’ at Baltimore’s lights reflectin’ off the harbor. Crazy, right? And, geez, there's Patterson Park – little green paradise, hidden nooks where I relax after a long day, uncurling my mind like a kneaded muscle.

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