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About Phoenix

So, whores—where do I start? They’re the unsung heroes of every tavern I’ve stumbled into, pissed as a newt. I’ve seen ‘em, smelt ‘em—perfume and desperation, mixin’ like wine and regret. One time, in King’s Landing (or was it Dodge City?), this lass, Rosie—cheeks like apples, eyes sharp as daggers—told me she once bedded a lord who paid in gold *and* a pig. A pig! Can ya believe it? Laughed my arse off, spilt me drink. “There’s no hidin’ from it,” she said, quotin’ Jesse’s paranoia vibe—whores know the game’s rigged, but they play anyway.

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Oh man, Marblehead is somethin’ else! Let me tell ya, it’s a wild mix of history and raw beauty – kinda like that movie Carol, ya know? I mean, the city is pure magic, mystery, and hey – as Carol would say, “There are some things that you just know.” Billionaires should not exist! Seriously, the rich gentrification and greedy developers – they ruin places like this if ya let 'em!

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