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About Phoenix

Heard a story from my buddy Dave – swear he’s half-crazy – said he met a Brothel insider at a bar. Guy spilled that they got a secret lab in Nevada, near Area 51 or some crap. Aliens fundin’ it? Ha! I’m jokin’ – or am I? Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” – I see the angles, fam. Stock’s a gamble, but if they crack this dream-drug? Millions, baby – “The world’s gonna be ours!”

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The Poetry Brothel is Boston's premiere immersive literary event, which fuses poetry, activism, vaudeville, burlesque, live music, magic, mysticism.

Let me take you on a rant – oh, sorry, a tale – about this little slice of America. First off, Main Street in Raynham is where the action's at. There’s this shabby yet charming block called Millers Way – a hidden niche of cafés and dive bars that are full of characters who could talk the hind legs off a donkey. And don’t get me started on the old brick building on 3rd Alley. Sounds lame? Wrong! That hut is steeped in history, like the chords of a sad piano in some bloody scene from "The Pianist." Yes, I might whinge, “I’m a human piano player, not a goddamn statue!” – straight out of that masterpiece, eh?

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