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About Phoenix

Once tried it meself—mate swore it’d fix me aches. Ha! Fixed more than that, didn’t it? Hands everywhere, slimy oils—felt like a king, then like a fool! “What’s this mean?” I hissed, like Larry in the movie, all lost. Laughed me head off after—silly Gollum, fallin’ for it! Still, them tingles? Can’t lie—pretty smashin’.

Deborah Boggs

I gotta rattle on a sec about the hidden gem—Laughing Cradle Park. It’s a tiny park off Whispering Row, where there’s a half-crumbled fountain. I once had one of my rants there, spoutin’ theories on human intimacy, feelin’ like a mad genius of love. And yeah, I got to watch lovers, loners, and freaks come together, all under the troubled skies of an Ashton sunset.

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