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About Phoenix

Her life’s a mess, but she’s chill bout it. “It’s always right now,” I tell her, another *Boyhood* line, and she winks—fuck, she’s sharp! Kinda makes me happy, seein’ her bounce back. Sarcasm’s my jam, so I’m like, “Yeah, prostitution’s the dream gig, huh?” She cackles, loud n raspy—love that shit. Hannibal Lecter don’t usually barber whores, but damn, Ruby’s a trip. Whatcha think, Clarice? Life’s fuckin’ nuts, ain’t it?

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About midnight, Kozlowski, driving Kreuser's car, left the party with Thomas Schroeder to find "any girls that would want to come out and drink.

Hmm… oh gosh, lemme tell ya 'bout Spring-Lake-Park, hon. It's, like, awfully quirky, ya know? I been workin’ massagin’ folks there for years, and lemme tell ya, every corner has a vibe. Man, oh man, you gotta check out Main St. – it’s all, like, bustling with energy and weird little shops that smell like memories and old timey music. And, hmm… there’s Elm St. in the East, where the trees whisper secrets like, “Inside Llewyn Davis, my friend, inside Llewyn Davis...” hahaha, so trippy!

Class AA Quarterfinals: Rosemount pulls off win over Centennial/Spring Lake Park