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About Phoenix

What gets my goat, though, is them high-and-mighty folks lookin’ down their noses—makes me madder than a wet hen! These gals got stories, y’all. Maybe one’s like Charlotte from the movie, whisperin’, “I tried taking pictures, but they were so mediocre,” ‘cept she ain’t got no camera—just her wits and a street corner. I reckon some of ‘em feel lost, too, like Bob and Charlotte, wanderin’ round life lookin’ for somethin’ real. “The more you know who you are,” Bob says, and shoot, ain’t that the truth? But who’s got time for that when you’re dodgin’ cops and creepy johns?

Three more in prostitution sting have their day in court

I’m not a fancy guide, me heartie. I be an old salty with much to say. The city’s grime and glitter mix like drinks at a seafarin’ tavern. Every curb, every cracked brick’s a memory. Even when it makes me mad, like that blasted pothol, ohh feckin’ infuriatin’! But aye, it keeps me livin', reminded once more: "I don't wanna die!" – in passion, madness, and mirth.

Logan Drevlow of Hopkins and Linnea Ousdigian of Mounds View repeat as high school Nordic skiing champions