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About Phoenix

So, prostitute—why’d anyone pick it? Credits, quick and dirty, that’s why. Oldest gig in the galaxy, swear it. Some say it’s power, others survival—me, I think it’s a trap. Like Jesse’s line, “I can’t figure it out…”—who’d wanna be owned like that? Blows my mind, dude. Saw this doc once—girl in Amsterdam, legit had a pimp tattoo her barcode! Freaky shit, right? Made me wanna punch somethin’.

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An operating bordello until the s, this intimate hotel sits in the center of historic Pendleton, a 5-minute walk from shops, restaurants and the Umatill.

Faverite quirks? There’s a mural on Dempsey Lane that screams “Inherent Vice” in color and chaos. It makes me think of life’s random, messy beauty. I always chuckle, “Whoa, dig that, man!”, thinking about the twisted humor of our little town. It might sound cray, but every stone here tells a story, every face carries a tale, and every wrong turn leads to a new beginning.

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