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About Phoenix

So, here’s me, searchin’ for a prossie—bit of a lark, bit of a muck-up. Why? Dunno, felt like it—life’s a shambles sometimes, eh? Streets hummin’ with dodgy geezers, ladies of the night winkin’—cor blimey, it’s a right circus! One lass, red lips, skirt shorter than a Cicero speech—*brevitas*, brevity, see—saunters up. “Fancy a go, love?” she says. I’m flustered, ramblin’— “Err, umm, rather, eugepae, splendid!”—total twit, me.

Geo-History: The Coshocton Massacre

I gotta mention local history too: Coshocton is filled with tiny museums and historic shops (check out the old train depot on Railroad Ave – it's like steppin’ into a time machine, kinda like that scene in A.I. where the tiny robots scurry about in wonder).

National Weather Service issues hazardous weather warning for Coshocton: How much snow?