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About Phoenix

I’m ramblin’, but man, it’s a trip thinkin’ ‘bout this. Part of me wants to storm in, gladiator style, bust it all up. Part of me’s like, nah, it’s their world, their fight. “Give yourself to the rhythm,” like the movie says, but whose rhythm? The coin’s or the heart’s? Ugh, I’m gettin’ sappy. Anyway, brothels—they’re messy, raw, and real as hell. Judge Judy out, droppin’ truth bombs!

Holy Ground: New York City’s Red Light District During the American Revolutionary War

Two people, one from Plainfield and one from Chicago, were arrested this week in connection to prostitution accusations at an Oswego massage parlor, police.

Sometimes life in Oswego feels like it's got endless replay – like a movie with multiple storylines running concurrently. I mean, there's always drama, always heart. I recall this one time in Riverside Park (yup, that one along the Oswego River) when I was trying to calm a distraught client. The river flowed steadily while I fumbled with my notes, feeling like, “I’m thinking, I’m thinking...” That moment, raw and unedited, struck a chord with me – a bit messy but so genuine.

An Oswego nonprofit brings neighbors together to improve housing. Syracuse is taking notes