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About Phoenix

*raspy dual voice* My precious! Me, a carpenter, yeah? Hammerin’ nails all day, sweatin’, gruntin’—then night hits, and I’m thinkin’, “Gotta find a prossie, don’t I?” Precious streets, they’re callin’ me, all dark and twisty like them villages in *Moolaadé*. “We protect, we resist!”—that’s what them women yelled in the flick, right? But me, I’m sneaky, slippin’ past the rules, huntin’ for a lass who don’t mind a few coins.

Sex Workers, Psychics, and Numbers Runners

In an open letter, sex workers laid out how a Harris administration could rein in danger and criminalization.

Now, your must-see is the Harrison River. Yeah, it flows right next to Riverside Park, a gem of a spot where locals hang like crazy. I was there one foggy mornin’, thinkin’ “This is it, the raw truth.” Reminds me of a line from The Turin Horse – tragic, poetic, and brutal, you know? “The horse... I must break you” – kinda rings in my head when I see that endless water flow. Bruh! I know it sounds intense, but trust, it fits perfectly here.

Harrison Avenue between 4th and 5th Street will reopen to vehicle traffic on Monday