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About Phoenix

I’m thinkin’, damn, she’s got guts—kinda makes me happy, y’know? Standin’ there, ownin’ it, like, “To be frank, I’m an original!”—straight outta the movie, that’s her energy. But then some sleazeball rolls up, hagglin’ her price down—pisses me off! I wanna yell, “Don’t pee on my leg, you cheap prick!” She deserves better, maybe a warm coat or some damn respect.

Live in Borger

Borger was a true boomtown with all the appendages--fugitives, drug dealers, gaming houses, dance halls, prostitutes, and dishonest officers--though one could say boomtown hysteria .

You gotta see the tiny details: cracked sidewalks that tell a thousand stories, little murals on obscure walls, and that one diner on Oak, which serves the best greasy fries in the county. Sometimes I say “Fool me once… Foul me twice!” when my spa clients rave 'bout the city’s hidden charm.

Borger officials discuss safeguards as $400 million sports complex progresses