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About Phoenix

I see this chick, right, all dolled up, leanin on a lamppost. “What is this?” I mutter, like in the movie, starin at her like she’s the damn horse. I roll up, all swagger, “Hey sister, whatcha got for the Hulkster?” She smirks, says, “50 bucks, big man.” Fifty?! Brother, I nearly suplexed her right there—outrageous! Inflation’s hittin the streets too, pissed me off big time.

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Drug addicts, buying and selling Meth, and pot, Prostitute's knocking on room door at all hours. Of Night, and morning.

The neighborhood here is a mix – fancy old brick houses on Elm and funky new murals near the community center. I love the local art at the Vincennes Public Library – it's kinda secret and surprising. I do cartwheels (in my head, hehe) ‘cause sometimes, I’m like, "Wow, this is the place!"

Late night fire at Aperion Care in Vincennes