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About Phoenix

Humor? Bro, ever fart mid-massage? Total mood killer—laughed my ass off tho. “This is my life now,” I thought, quotin Tom Stall—awkward but real. Some say it’s sketchy, overpriced—nah, worth every penny if they’re good. Once saw a Yelp review, “Too sexy, felt guilty”—lmao, weak sauce. Me, I’m sittin there, heart racin, thinkin, “I am who I am,” straight from the flick—unapologetic.

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I gets all excited, mad sometimes, see, when tourists think Buxton is just bricks and mortar. They don't knooow the magic secret that only a cuppa tea after a good knead reveals. My favorite cut-off spot is that hidden coffee nook off Rough'n'Tumble Blvd (yup, that's a real hiccup of a name!). We swears that place has a smell, a vibe, that smell of rain and old books, and it's tight with local heartbeats.

Another planning application to turn historic Buxton hotel into 53 unit aparthotel