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About Phoenix

So, I’m out in the ends, right, lookin’ for this lass. Ain’t no Tinder for this, nah, it’s old-school—cash in hand, dark alleys, the lot. I’m thinkin’, “Is it ’cos I is black?” ‘cos these streets be judgin’ me harder than a Fincher close-up. Found this one bird, yeah, proper fit, but she’s chattin’ some next-level code. “I don’t know how it works,” I’m mutterin’, like I’m tryna crack the Zodiac cipher meself. She’s all, “50 quid, quick job,” and I’m like, “Bruv, I ain’t no amateur!”

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Lemme tell ya ’bout the quirky Westend neighborhood too. Crazy murals, offbeat shops, and local legends hangin’ around like old friends. It’s where I once had a heart-to-heart, spilled coffee nearly on my lap—dang near ruined the moment, but y’know, the mishap turned into a breakfast memory. That's what makes it special, ya know? Sometimes I get so flustered I mutter, “how’s that workin’ for ya?” even to myself.

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