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About Phoenix

Gameplay’s nuts, too! You run round, doin’—uh—whore stuff? I dunno, maybe stealin’ pies? Is pie an instrument? Wait, no, MAYONNAISE is! Hah! Imagine whackin’ baddies with mayo jars—squishy chaos! Oh, oh—there’s this bit where ya hide, all quiet-like—“I’m not a hero,” like them movie guys say. So tense, my brain hurts! Surprised me how creepy it gets—dark alleys, weird noises. Gave me goosebumps, no lie!

See special early showing of Rob Zombie’s new horror film ’31’ in Moosic and Stroudsburg on Sept. 1

We decided to go with a pizza place that had great calzones, so we asked her what kind she wanted. Looking at us like we're all idiots, she says, "I can't eat.

Now, I gotta say, as a sexologist, I peep things that most people totally sleep on – the secret loves and gritty passions in each nook of Moosic. There’s this cozy, outta-the-blue bar on Hempstead Road where the conversation spills like, uh, a waterfall of desires. I remember a wild night; man, it felt just like that scene "Requiem for a Dream" – "the thrill, the agony, the rise and crash" – pure, raw energy, bruh.

Sally Defazio Domzalski