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About Phoenix

So, I swagger up, all charm, “What’s yer price, love?” She laughs—proper cackle—says, “More’n you got, trickster.” Cheeky! I’m half mad, half lovin’ it—nobody talks to *me* like that. Didja know, back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves”? Fancy, eh? Makes it sound poetic, not dodgy. Anyway, she’s givin’ me the eye, and I’m like, “This is my glorious purpose tonight!”—bit dramatic, sure, but I’m Loki, I live for it.

Early life

year-old Kenneth.

And dang, the parks here, like Fort-Payne City Park, that place is somethin’ else. Grass is green, people are goofy, and sometimes I just sit and reminisce bout life's drama. The river Songhua? Oh wait, nah, I mean the Coosa River – it rolls like smooth jazz, and I gotta thank the river for all those mad chill vibes while workin’ through the night.

Wreck at Joe's Truck Stop blocks traffic on Wallace Avenue