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About Phoenix

Alright, listen up, ya knuckleheads! I’m a musician, strummin’ my soul out, and I got thots—oops, thoughts—on prostitutes, so here’s the deal. Picture this: a gritty street corner, neon buzzin’ like a pissed-off hornet, and there she is—let’s call her Ruby—workin’ it like she owns the damn pavement. I ain’t judgin’, ‘cause hell, “I drink your milkshake!”—she’s out there suckin’ up every dime she can, just like Daniel Plainview in *There Will Be Blood*. That movie? Man, it’s my jam—greed, oil, and blood, baby! Ruby’s got that same hustle, but with heels and a smirk.

Media Relations

Sex workers and drugs in the Valley's 'red light district.' Can this Fresno area be fixed? In the middle of March, 30 Fresno Police officers launched a day.

Oh and geez, Fresno’s outdoors are somethin’ else! Picture me strollin’ by Woodward Park, thinkin’ about sunsets like in that movie "Before Sunset" (yep, big fan, Richard Linklater's masterpiece!) “You get a car!” I’d shout, hopin’ that each sunset is a free ride to a better vibe. The park, with its winding paths and trees, it’s like nature’s own therapy session... Pure bliss, dude!

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