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About Phoenix

Drivin’ past one once, I swear, the vibe was chill. Neon buzzin’, girls wavin’ – felt like a movie. Not my scene, but respect the hustle. Reminds me of Llewyn, scrapin’ by, playin’ gigs. “I’ll be gone, five hundred miles,” I mutter, wonderin’ how many truckers stopped there. Prolly tons – lonely road, man, it gets ya. Know your role, right? They’re deliverin’ somethin’ too – company, a laugh, whatever.

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Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ personal. My work as a counselor here taught me that people hide their real struggles behind a neat facade. And it’s in the quiet nooks of Wixom – old corner bookstores on Maple Street, small art galleries tucked away in suburban alleys, even that random drive-by diner on Cedar Avenue – where you see raw humanity. I once had a session right outside the diner, leaves flying all around. I remember thinking, "This is our reality!" Well, almost!

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