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About Phoenix

Ya wanna know the best part? The hunt—trackin’ ‘em, feelin’ that pulse. Makes me happy, giddy even—like a kid with a new toy. But the stench—cologne and desperation—fuckin’ chokes ya sometimes. Worse than a morgue. Still, I’d do it again—maybe tonight. “A census taker once tried to test me,” but a prossie? She knows the game, plays it dirty. That’s my style—grubby, messy, fuckin’ glorious. Whaddya say, pal—wanna join the feast?

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Oh and, dude, the river! The Big Wood River flows nearby – its gentle gurgles remind me of peaceful whispers, think “Boyhood” vibes with the flow of time and memories. It's like when Richard Linklater said, "Some moments, they're like little echoes from your childhood." Eh, messy memories, right?! Sometimes, I even sit by its banks – feel the calm, think about all my sessions, all the raw, real emotions, heavy yet light as a feather, drop that "happy little tree" moment into my mind.

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