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About Phoenix

Then – boom – some thug rolls up, actin’ tough. I’m like, “I don’t wanna fight, pal.” Movie vibes again – “You’re done here, Joey.” I dodge, weave, leave him eatin’ dust. Heart’s poundin’, but I’m jazzed – adventure, baby! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just a deal, it’s a damn rollercoaster. Makes me wanna yell, “Eh, doc, I’m alive!” – ya feel me?

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A woman walked over, ordered a drink, and sat beside me. Slim and alluring in an exotic way, she wore a shimmery gold gown meant to impress.

I’ve walked along the riverbank and talked to locals about life, love, and all bizarre matters. I’ve seen raw human beauty and passion; every spot tells its own tale. The quaint diner on Bay Street? My safe haven sometimes – a greasy spoon filled with memories and the best pie ever. Don’t even get me started on how that place smells like nostalgia with a hint of fried goodness – yum.

Ivory Coast's mid-crop cocoa output expected to drop around 40% due to long drought, exporters say