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About Phoenix

Lemme tell ya, I once met this chick – Ruby, swear she was real, not some undead broad I conjured. Worked the corner near a busted-up deli in Jersey, 1987. Smelled like stale smokes and regret, but Ruby? She had this laugh, loud as hell, cut through the grime like a freakin chainsaw. Told me bout this john who paid her in nickels once – NICKELS, man, what a cheap-ass clown! She kept em in a jar, said it was her “retirement plan.” Cracked me up, but damn, that grit? Respect.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

See, my job, it puts me in the center of all kinda secrets. I'm sortof the gawker of human nature, if ya catch my drift. Folks wander into my parlor with a million tales on their minds. Same as that movie – raw truths spilled like whiskey on old wood. I once had a fella who confessed all his hidden aches. I told him, "Honey, you gotta let it go – ain't nobody perfect." Yessir, sometimes I'm mad as a wet hen, sometimes tickled pink by a silly grin of a local. I got my opinions, and yeah, I sometimes stumble over my words.

2 killed in plane crash west of Colfax