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About Phoenix

Lemme tell ya a story – back in Scranton, there was this dame, Rosie. Swear she was straight outta “Ten” – tough, loud, real. She’d strut around, heels clackin’, and I’d think, “Man, she’s livin’ it!” Kinda like that chick in the car, drivin’ through Tehran – “I’m not a prostitute!” she snaps. Rosie wasn’t either, not really – just hustlin’, survivin’. Made me happy seein’ her fight, y’know? But – here’s the kicker – some jerk cop hassled her once, called her trash. Pissed me off bad. I wanted to sock him, but – c’mon, Joe, you’re no fighter.

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I gotta mention some cool quirks: There's a dive bar downtown where the regulars speak in riddles and slang like me, and damn, it reminds me of a gritty film set. At times, I even feel like I'm in a movie montage, the scenery flashing by, mixed up with my own damn emotions—err, ver, vre, growth! I mean, typos and all, life's messy, right?

Tavern at the A set to reopen this month despite liquor license complications