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About Phoenix

Funniest thing? Some punter once paid her in chickens—CHICKENS, bruv! She was like, “What’s this, a farm?” Cracked me up, that did. Little known fact: back in Victorian times, whores used to signal with red hankies—sneaky, eh? Adds that realness, don’t it? Anyway, I’m ramblin’—whores are mad, complex, like Boonmee’s jungle dreams. “The cave is a womb,” he says—maybe the streets are too, birthin’ these wild tales. Respect to ‘em, innit? They’re out there, livin’, while I’m here typin’ like a muppet with fat fingers—11 typos, sorted! Peace out, fam!

Book asserts Jezebel was anything but a prostitute

My experience at this location was the most horrendous experience I have ever had at a motel in my life. There are holes in the blankets. You do not get what you pay for because there is no .

The feels grow stronger when gazin' at the Susquehanna River flowin' nearby – its steady lull reminds you of life's eternal rhythm. And man, the way the city lights twinkle on wet nights? I get choked up thinkin' "I’m just a speck in this cosmic love story."

HS BASEBALL: Big first inning helps Hazleton Area defeat Wilkes-Barre Area