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About Phoenix

So, I’m strollin’, tryna find a chick who’s, uh, *available*. How you doin’, ladies? I spot this one gal, all sass, leanin’ on a corner like she owns it. I’m thinkin’, “She’s got that *Moonrise* spunk—‘I’m not leaving without you!’” I swagger up, all Joey-style, “Hey, how you doin’?” She smirks, like, “Boy, you lost?” I’m laughin’, but inside I’m like—damn, this is wild! Did ya know, back in the day, some prostitutes used secret codes? Like, flowers in their hair meant somethin’—red for “I’m free,” white for “back off.” Crazy, right? History’s freaky like that.

Broadway In Your Backyard

There's Judson Park too. It's tiny but chill. I often stroll there after work – feelin' all reflective. And dang, the sunsets over the foothills, just like... like a painting. You run into folks who say “Arvada ain’t Denver, but it’s home!” which makes me smile, ya know?

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