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About Phoenix

Made me mad, tho—blokes on X bangin’ on about “save yer soul,” judgin’ like they’re saints. Hypocrites, eh? Pissed me right off! But then—*giggles, spins round*—she laughs, says, “Yer a daft one!” Happy as a pig in muck, I was—didn’t even need the shag! Surprised me, that—thought it’d be all cold and grim, but nah, she’s a laugh!

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Thou shalt find the venerable Main Street, where shops and taverns collide in a merry melee. 'Tis a place where I’ve glimpsed secret rendezvous—quiet kisses beneath the whispering oaks near Riverfront Park. Holy heavens, the very ground doth hum with clandestine delight, as if each step were a verse of “Yi Yi,” wherein life meanders, uncertain, “one and a two,” yea, a duet of joy and sorrow intermingled. “What is life but a series of fortuitous encounters?” I oft murmur, echoing the film’s bittersweet refrain.

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