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About Phoenix

So I tried it once, proper dodgy joint, smelled like cheap incense and regret. Bird’s hands on me, I’m thinkin’, “This is it, Ricky, you’ve peaked!” Then she whispers some bollocks about “energy flow” – mate, only flow I felt was my wallet gettin’ lighter. “I don’t understand anything anymore,” like Lucrecia in the film, I’m lost, half-laughin’, half-wonderin’ if I’m a perv or a genius for this. Cost me a ton, too – 80 quid for 30 minutes! Daylight robbery, but those hands? Bloody magic.

About this business

Just keep your eyes peeled, my friend. From the jazz tunes on Maple St to the secret smiles around every corner, Meridian’s like a funky mosaic of soul. Life’s unpredictable and messy, like a crazy, twisted paint splatter. And if you ever need a break, just park by the Pearl River park. Chill, breathe, and let it all in – “It is just a thing that you want!” I can’t stress enough.

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