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About Phoenix

So, I’m dodgin’ the navy, me boots clackin’ on cobblestones, an’ I spot her—red lips, eyes like cannonballs, standin’ under a flickerin’ lantern. “What we need’s an impulse!” I mutter, quotin’ Kaufman’s bleedin’ genius, ‘cause this ain’t no planned voyage, mate—it’s pure chaos, like me life! I swagger over, tippin’ me hat, an’ she’s all, “Wot’s yer coin, pirate?” Coin? Ha! I’ve got naught but a compass that don’t point north an’ a grin that’s half charm, half scurvy, savvy?

Chapter 11. Drug Use, Prostitution, and Globalization

Read about the closure of an historic brothel in one of Australia's most famous red-light districts, which has operated illegally for more than a century. Ms Vanting believes many women are Missing: Pollock Pines.

Few odd tidbits: the local library on Driftwood Ln, oh my gosh, is a labyrinth of forgotten journals and lost love letters. The trees there be whisperin' like shadows in lanterns – eerie, mysterious, utterly fascinatin’.

Northern California winter storm updates: I-80 chain controls in place, heavy rain hits the Valley