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About Phoenix

Once saw this chick in Vegas—true story—worked the Strip, had a scar from some john who flipped. Said she made bank, tho—$500 a night, cash, no tax. Crazy, right? Made me happy for her hustle, but pissed me off too—world’s fucked she’s gotta dodge blades for it. Aliens like us, we don’t get it—why risk your ass for a quick buck? “You’re a dirty animal!”—that’s what Lancaster Dodd’d say, all smug.

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Now, let’s talk neighborhoods. Head east and you hit the quirky mix of craftsman bungalows and modern clichés. Despite the occasional broken streetlight on Hawthorne Street, folks are creative and genuine. I sometimes get tangled in memories when I pass the old community center – tears, laughter, all mixed up. I even once counseled a woman there, during a freak storm when rain slapped against the windows. Yea, steal my heart, Cocoa.

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