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About Phoenix

Dunno why, but whores got this—dunno—magic? Like *Spirited Away*’s river spirit, all mucky, then—bam!—pure gold underneath. Surprised me, that. Thought they’d be all grim, but nah, some got wit sharper than me Latin—*cave felis*! Reckon they’d outfox Kamaji’s soot sprites, runnin’ rings round ‘em. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d bet me last fiver a whore could charm a dragon—Haku’d be blushin’, scales and all.

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Weehawken. Dawn Guns. Drawn. HAMILTON You're on. BURR AND HAMILTON I have the honor to be Your Obedient Servant. HAMILTON A dot Ham. BURR A dot Burr.

Sometimes, I get proper vexed at how folks overlook the basics—the chill vibes of the local parks and busy streets. Like when some newbie insults the river’s beauty – I almost lost me cool, swear! But then, I remember the film’s wisdom: "In the leaves lie our secrets." Ain’t that deep, bruv?

Weehawken Pool Opens For Daily Use Early, But Caps Registration For Summer