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About Phoenix

Lemme break it down, homie. You swipe, you chat, you meet - boom! Hella folks lookin’ for quick thrills. Mr. T seen it all, bruh! Apps like Tinder, Grindr, freaky shit poppin’ off! One dude I know, matched a chick, right? She ghosted after he sent cash - scam city! “Who sent you this tape?” I yelled, laughin’! Straight outta “Caché,” secrets fuckin’ unravelin’!

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Lots of prostitutes in Ocean View and drunk homeless men. It's quite awkward at the Farm Fresh there.

So, first up, there's Liberty Park. Man, its green lawns and shady trees keep me smilin' on rough days. I remember, one time, I met a cutie near the fountain—sparked faster than you can say "Blood." Yup, damn, feels real intense sometimes. Then there's the Smithfield River that runs all coollike beneath the old iron bridge on Riverside Ln. Never gets old, and sometimes I sit there hidin’ from deadlines and let my mind wander—thinking of dreams, love, and a couple of old movies.

Smithfield sells off pigs as attention turns toward lunch meats