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About Phoenix

What pisses me off? When they rush it! Like, slow down, lady, I ain’t a burger to flip fast! Gimme that deep rub, ya know? Happy part? Feelin’ like I’m floatin’—like SpongeBob on a cloud! Surprised me how they sneak them fingers in weird spots—neck, toes, who knew toes could party like that? Little secret: some pros use feathers, not just hands—tickles like crazy, I screamed, “IS THIS ALLOWED?!”

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Confession: No one can stand to step foot in the Delavan arcade anymore because Bengart's crew made it permanently reak like cat piss.

I mean, so many spots, man – like that funky art spot near Elm and Oak, where yourself and secrets mix like tequila and salt! And oh! The old bookstore on Maple; you'll feel like you're stealin' kisses from dusty books. Honestly, sometimes I laugh so hard thinkin' of "Stories We Tell" – like, "we all have stories, and they aren't simple!" Crazy stuff, right?

VB Delavan-Darien at Monroe 9-19-24