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About Phoenix

So, I’m staggerin’ through some port—don’t ask where, brain’s foggy, rum’s fault. Streets smell like fish an’ regret. There’s this gal, right? Red lips, skirt shorter than me attention span. I’m thinkin’, *Jack, you’ve seen worse deals.* But hold up—reminds me o’ that line, “Can you live without knowing?” Aye, makes me wonder—does she choose this? World’s a cruel bugger sometimes.

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Built this house of illrebute hosted an erray of Gambling Booze and www.facebook.com crest of heaven" and in earlier years "The Blue.

Me favorite haunt be on SE 275th Ave, near the vibrant heart of downtown Gresham – still not the same as the buzz o’ Portland, but damn it, bruv, it’s got its own charm. Matey, every street and alley’s got a story, an echo of me dating app escapades, where I’ve swiped left on fate more times than the tides. Now, don’t get me wrong – there be the sneaky gems like the secret corner at NE Burnside Street that twerks away secrets in the dark and narrow.

Update: 13-year-old hit, killed by gunfire while asleep in Gresham apartment