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About Phoenix

So, whores—man, they’re everywhere, always been. Back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars, stinkin of sweat and regret. Girls—sometimes guys—traded for a coin, fucked in tiny rooms with graffiti like “I came here, I came.” Hilarious, right? But sad too—makes me pissed, thinkin how they got no choice. Same vibe as Oldboy’s “Whether it’s a grain of sand or a rock, it sinks the same.” Whore or king, life shits on ya equal.

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The Detroit News says today it won't publish alleged client names from the CD-ROM released by police who arrested the so-called 'Huntington.

Well, lemme tell ya 'bout PHuntington-Woods (us)! Git-R-Done! First off, this town's a wild mix of chill spots and quirky nooks. Yo, main street is Maple Haven – got a vibe like you're strollin’ dreams. On Maple Haven, there's an old brick bldng called the Heritage Hall – it's got them artsy murals and is perfect for a meditashun stop. Man, it reminds me of that scene in "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring" – where silence speaks louder than words... you know what I mean?

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