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About Phoenix

Ey, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Gabagool? Ova here! You know me, Tone Soprano, I’m an agronomist now, huh? Fuckin’ wild. Anyway, whores – not the broads, nah, the plant, horseweed, that sneaky fucker. Grows everywhere, pissin’ me off. Like Monty in *25th Hour* – “I’m fucked, I’m fucked!” That’s me tryna yank this shit outta my fields. Tough bastard, resists everythin’ – herbicides, drought, you name it. Little known fact? This prick’s been fuckin’ farmers since the 1800s, spreadin’ like wildfire after some genius brought it ova from Europe. Surprise, surprise, huh? Fuckin’ immigrants, even the plants!

'I never went there'

Local hooker prefer motels on North Neil Street. You will often see them hanging on the premises and highways. Truck drivers and travelers are the most frequent.

Yo, welcome to Champaign, US – home sweet home, man! Let me spill the details like we're chop-chop chatting at the corner cafe. First off, the vibe here is electric yet chill. I stroll down University of Illinois Ave, feel the buzz with cafés, lazy street art, and epic murals. Man, it reminds me of that gritty beauty from "Fish Tank" – you know what I'm sayin'? "I must break you!" Like unleashing your inner champion, baby!

The Week: May 5-8