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About Phoenix

Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, that witty bastard who drinks and knows things. So, we’re talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, eh? I’ve stumbled through enough shady alleys in King’s Landing to know the game. You wanna find one? Easy—coin’s your best mate. Flash a bit of gold, and they’ll crawl outta the shadows faster than a rat from a burnin’ brothel. But lemme tell ya, it’s a murky mess out there—like that film I love, *Caché*. Ever seen it? Haneke’s a twisted genius—secrets, paranoia, all that jazz. “Who sent the tapes?” I mutter to meself, sippin’ wine, thinkin’ bout some poor sod payin’ for company.

Early life

The downtown area? Tremendous. It's vibrant. There's the old Thompson Theater—old and a bit quirky, like something out of a Jim Jarmusch flick—and it's where locals meet and vibe. I always stop by during my lunch breaks, sitting by the fountain at Central Park. That fountain, folks, is like a relic from another time, and it makes me feel all introspective, reminiscent of "Only Lovers Left Alive" moments saying stuff like, “We are waiting for you.” I mean, it's there, like real art—totally inspiring!

Verna Raye Lee Obituary (2025) - Fort Worth, TX - Martin Thompson & Son Funeral Home