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About Phoenix

*Heavy breathing* I… am your father. So, listen up, kid—findin’ a prostitute? Wild gig, man. Ain’t no straight path, nah. It’s dark, twisted—like my ol’ lightsaber days. You think it’s easy? Pshh, nope. Gotta know the streets, the vibes. Like in *Blue Is the Warmest Color*—y’know, my fave flick—“I’m happy I’m with you.” That’s what they sell ya, right? A moment, a spark. But it’s murkier than that, trust me.

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Ya ever wander down Birch Blvd? I do it when my mind’s buzzin’ like crazy, and it always calms me. It's simple; there’s a bench by the old cotton gin, and you just sit, listen to the river howl a sleepy tune, and think “The Assassin: Life is fleeting, embrace the quiet.” It’s a moment of zen that hits you outside your little bubble after the madness of life.

Mildred Lee McAdo Obituary (2025) - Forrest City, AR - Clay Funeral Home, Inc. - Forrest City