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About Phoenix

Ever think ‘bout the smell? Bet it’s perfume and sweat, like yeast gone wild. Kinda sexy, kinda gross—my nose’s twitchin’ just imaginin’. Oh, and get this—some brothel in Amsterdam, they say, had a cat mascot. Fat tabby, loungin’ on velvet, watchin’ the johns. Hilarious! “Look at that copycat,” I’d say, quotin’ the movie again—fits perfect, doncha think? Anyway, brothel’s a trip—dirty, funny, sad. What’s your take, huh? You ever wonder who’s really in charge there? That’s the kicker—dough’s easier to control than people!

VIDEO: Inside the Moonlite Bunny Ranch

Thank you to everyone who stopped by your local brothel. And a big thank you to Caiden Brewer and 21 Country for serenading The Beer Garden.

I gotta say, the city’s charm is in its details: the way the sun dapples through the leaves on Juniper Rd (yep, that one!) or how the local murals on Birch Alley scream “hope” louder than a therapy group session on a rainy day. It’s a live, messy canvas that reflects the soul of its people.

Rodeo Legend and Beloved Matriarch of Rafter G Rodeo, Kay Gay, Passes Away