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About Phoenix

Once heard a tale – some whore in Paris, 1800s, saved a kid from a fire. Nobody cared, ‘course. “Flung into this world,” like Carol says, but no one catches her. We’s weepin’ for that, a bit. She’s a hero, damn it! Not just a quick fuck. We’s exaggeratin’ maybe, but who cares? Whore’s a riddle, a laugh, a slap in the face. We loves it, we hates it! What’s yer take, precious?

Performing Arts Across the Globe

This is how i met my first set of first line supervisors in the army. Was sent to their barracks room and they were putting together a dirt bike in the middle.

There’s this park, Wellman Park, tucked behind Jefferson Street. It's a breath of fresh air—well, if you like the scent of pine and dog droppings, haha! I often park my beat-up van there on lazy afternoons, just to soak in the laid-back scene. And the river? Yes, there's a tiny river named Mill Creek running by the mess—the sound of it chattin' along kinda reminds me off stories of old times and secret whispers.

Horrifying Update on Missing Teenage Mother-To-Be Mischa Johnson