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About Phoenix

But then—ha!—there’s the other side. Met this bird, Rosie, worked the corner near the pub. Cheeky as hell, she was—nicked me fags once, laughed in me face! Said, “Boris, you’re a toff, but I like ya.” Made me day, that did—proper chuffed. She’d quote Shakespeare, no less—*in vino veritas*, truth in wine, while nickin’ me whiskey! Swear she’d fit right in Kaufman’s mad world, playin’ a dozen roles at once.

2. Small Town, Large City

Dolly's house, in Creek St, looks like a dollhouse from the outside, but it once operated as a bastion of the world's oldest profession (read: prostitution).These days it's a slightly over-theatrical museum dedicated to a notorious era when the whole .

There’s streets like Harbor Loop, where parties blow off actual lights – spontaneous, chaotic, and brilliant. I even had a run-in with a drunk guy on Old Town Road; he kept saying “I’m Batman” and trying to give me a souvenir trinket. Bro, embarrassed and amused at the same time, LOL.

Newly elected Ketchikan Indian Community president discusses priorities for the coming year