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About Phoenix

In my head, I’m goin’—would WALL-E approve? He’s all about love, right? “Eee-va!” he’d chirp, seein’ some lonely guy findin’ comfort. Me? I’d be screamin’, “This is insane! Get me outta here!” But honestly, brothels—they’re raw, real, messy—like life. Not my bag, but… fascinatin’. You ever think bout that? Nah, you prob’ly don’t—too busy judgin’ me! Ha!

'Everyone knew about it.' Nellie's was not a secret in Natchez.

Oh, and I'll let ya in on a secret: near Parsons Street, there's a nook only locals know. Tiny park bench, perfect for quiet starry nights. Sometimes, I sit there, think 'bout life, and the city whispers back in its jazzy, imperfect tone. It's raw, it's real, it’s like the film said: "Our fate is in our hands!"

Re-drafting the Patriots: What if Belichick had taken Lamar Jackson?