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About Phoenix

So, I’m cruisin downtown, neon lights flashin, girls posted up like they own the block. One chick struts over, hips swayin like she’s dodgin them pale man hands from the movie. “What’s good, sugar?” she says, voice smooth as hell. I’m like, “Motherfucker, I ain’t here for games!” Reminds me of Ofelia—innocent face, but she knows the score. That’s the hustle, man, layers n shit.

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Street names? There’s Maple & 5th. Lit, right? Then later, Oak Street jumps in. I always cruise these roads at night. It’s kinda moody, like "The White Ribbon" vibes—mysterious, ya know? dude "What’s behind that door?" kinda feels.

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