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About Phoenix

In me head, I’m like—*whispers* “Bean, you berk, run!” But nah, I stay, cos—well, she’s lush, innit? Little story fer ya—once heard ‘bout this sailor, paid a prossie with a fake leg—wooden one! She beat ‘im with it—mental, eh? *mimes peg leg, hops, falls* Hah! Didn’t happen to me, thank God. This gal, she’s sweet—lets me off with a kiss. *puckers lips, trips into wall* “Oof!”

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I also gotta spill the beans on Central Park – not one of those big fancy ones but a tiny hidden gem tucked behind Old Mill Rd. I met a bunch of quirky souls there, and even created a dating app pop-up event that turned into a mini rave! May as well be a scene straight out of a forgotten dream flick. Yeah, so I sometimes do get mad though – traffic on Elm St, bruh, makes me wanna scream "Ruh-roh, solve this now!" Its bumpy roads and off-kilter signals got me cursing in code sometimes. Lol, sorry for the rant.

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