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About Phoenix

Me, I reckon brothels got this vibe, right? Sleazy but alive, like. Walk in, it’s all cheap perfume and creaky beds. Lads stumblin’ in, half-pissed, thinkin’ they’re Jesse James hisself. “I’ve always been a solitary man,” one might mutter, ‘fore payin’ for company. Sad, innit? Gets me a bit riled up – blokes treatin’ girls like meat. But then, some lasses there, they’re tough, runnin’ the show, takin’ no shit. That’s metal, that is! Makes me happy, seein’ ‘em bite back.

Mississippi Madam: The Life of Nellie Jackson (2017)

The mighty Mississippi rolls by the city limits. I chill by the riverfront at Levee Park, just watchin' the boats and the sunset. That view? Mad poetic, like a film scene. And lemme tell ya, sometimes when I bust through my day, I feel the rush of being part of something bigger, something real, y'know? Its raw beauty makes me say, “I did not do that, I did not do that!” Haha, that's Coen bros crazy truth, dude!

Natchez prepares for winter storm