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About Phoenix

So I’m wanderin, dodgin coppers—fuckin buzzkills, they are. Heart’s racin, thinkin, “This is it, Ricky, ya daft twat!” Then this one bird, proper fit, winks at me. I’m like, “Hello darlin, fancy a go?” She’s all, “50 quid,” and I’m fumin—50 quid?! For what, a two-minute “I drink your milkshake” moment? Bargained her down to 30, cos I’m a cheap bastard. “Time’s a-wastin,” I mutter, Zodiac-style—dramatic, me!

Characteristics

His old FBI nemesis returns from her exile in Butte, Montana to help him eliminate the terrorist threat. Meanwhile, a local prostitute unwittingly provides a.

Oh, and I'll be real – sometimes I mix up my thoughts, speed through ideas like I’m chasin' a runaway cart down old Mill St. Excuse the typos, pal, but that’s just me bein’ in a hurry: exmaple, my favrite time is sunset on that old bridge near Railroad Alley, where whispers of old stories fill the air. Yea, I got a bit crazy spelling wise – but that's life, right? Fantastically imperfect.

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