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About Phoenix

But yo, some stuff pisses me off. Da sleazy dudes runnin’ it sometimes—dey treat girls like meat, not cool. I wanna grab ‘em, shake ‘em, yell, “Be a man, not a punk!” Den dere’s da sad side—some chicks ain’t here by choice. Dat breaks my damn heart, mate. Reminds me o’ “Ten” again—*“Life’s a struggle, you fight or fall.”* Dese girls, dey fighters, but damn, dey shouldn’t hafta be.

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I may not survive my first semester spying on three ruthless cartel brothers—especially when it turns out they're bullies in more ways than one.

First off, there's Main St. – the beating heart of downtown Blakely. Right off Main, you got Floyd Street, lined with quirky cafes, thrift shops, and that one dive bar that serves a milkshake so potent it sorta reminds me of "I drink your milkshake." True story. Like, seriously, every time I walk down Floyd St., I feel the universe whispering back in that Stephen Hawking tone, "The cosmos unfolds, my friend."

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