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About Phoenix

I seen it once. The Red Net. Peelin’ paint. Smelled like – cheap gin. And desperation! Girls sittin’ there. Eyes dead. Like fish – outta water. Made me mad! Real mad! Who lets this happen? Huh? I wanted to – bust in. Yell, “This is MY refuge!” Like in the flick! But nah. I just – sailed off. Felt chicken. Hated that! Still do! You ever feel that? That gut punch?

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There's this tiny, offbeat café on Cedar Ln – I swear, it's a hidden gem, like a sweet easter egg in one of Taylor's verses. The city’s got these quirky neighborhoods, like Eastside Nook, where even the lampposts seem to tell stories of rainy nights and vibrant mornings. Ngl, sometimes I get mad at all the hustle, like, “Come on, just let me breathe!” then suddenly, BOOM, surprise beauty all around.

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