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About Phoenix

Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whores, yeah? I’m David Brent, top dog, legend in me own mind, and I’ve got some proper thoughts on this – straight from the gut, no filter! Whores, right, they’re like the unsung heroes of the night shift, ain’t they? Workin’ hard, puttin’ in the hours, no faff, no fuss – pure dedication! Reminds me of *Oldboy*, that twisted flick I bloody love – “Laugh and the world laughs with you, weep and you weep alone.” Whores get that, don’t they? They’re out there, grindin’, while the world’s havin’ a giggle or turnin’ a blind eye.

We are Towson University.

It is a poem that I believe that all writers, and, by extension, artists can relate to. “To The Whore Who Took My Poems” is a love letter to the creators of the.

Oh, and the river! Not too big, but the Jones Falls runs close. I love sittin’ on its banks on lazy, windy days, thinking 'bout life and all its maddening goodness. Occasionally, the water tumbles over rocks and makes a little ruckus. That sound calms the chaos in my head, like a whispered secret from an old friend.

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