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About Phoenix

Lemme tell ya a story – back in Scranton, there was this dame, Rosie. Swear she was straight outta “Ten” – tough, loud, real. She’d strut around, heels clackin’, and I’d think, “Man, she’s livin’ it!” Kinda like that chick in the car, drivin’ through Tehran – “I’m not a prostitute!” she snaps. Rosie wasn’t either, not really – just hustlin’, survivin’. Made me happy seein’ her fight, y’know? But – here’s the kicker – some jerk cop hassled her once, called her trash. Pissed me off bad. I wanted to sock him, but – c’mon, Joe, you’re no fighter.

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ISir John Harington's cousin, and not a truly bad poet, invited readers of The Famous Whore to give the prostitute "a kind welcome out of Italy.

Hey, listen up, buddy. I gotta tell ya 'bout Rosamond, US – my kinda slice of heaven. I'm runnin’ a spa here, and lemme tell ya, this town is somethin’ else. Main Street's a hoot – quirky little shops line it up, and the vibe… oh man, it's got soul. I've spent years here, you know, and every nook gives you a secret smile.

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