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About Phoenix

So, findin’ a prozzie—man, it’s a trip! Ya gotta know the corners, the codes. Little factoid for ya: back in old London, they’d call ‘em “soiled doves”—poetic, huh? Makes me giggle, thinkin’ of some fancy bird struttin’ the gutter. I’m out there, eyes peeled, dodgin’ cops—heart’s racin’, adrenaline’s pumpin’! Reminds me of *Ten*, when the driver’s kid yells, “I’m hungry!”—I’m hungry too, but for chaos, ya dig?

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Honestly, Lynden’s got that unpredictable charm. It’s got quirks that make you smile one minute and drive you mad the next. I mean, who doesn’t love a bit of chaos, eh? Typos abound, hearts racing, and yes, even a few smudged coffee stains on my memories (wtf, my keyboard’s all messy now, lol, sorry!). I love it 'cause, like Pete Docter said in those scenes, it all comes together – mixed emotions create the best stories.

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