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About Phoenix

Alright, so "whore" – man, what a word, huh? Hits ya like a crutch to the face. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, like Monty in *25th Hour* – “This life came so close to never happenin’.” Whore’s got that vibe, y’know? Dirty, raw, real as hell. Makes me wanna limp around, pop a Vicodin, and judge everyone. Everybody lies, right? Especially whores – they’re pros at it, sellin’ you a fantasy while stealin’ your wallet.

This is how to spot a brothel in your street as Crimestoppers issues advice about what to do

Harassment and stalking are illegal and are not something you should have to live with. We will take reports seriously. There are powers police can use to help.

Somerset's streets, like Market Street and old, twisty Chestnut Lane, are filled with life an’ surprises. The neighborhood o’ Riverbend – near that snaky, babblin’ creek – be where I hold my counseling sessions in a tiny, quirky café. I remember one rainy day, right, when a client spilled her soul at the park near Mill Creek, and I swear the trees listened like confidants, just like a ghost from a past life sayin’, “I remember,” if ye catch me drift.

GALLERY | Tree crushes truck as storms blow through Somerset County