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About Phoenix

Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk brothels! Ya know, those shady joints where lust hangs thick like cigarette smoke. I’m thinkin’ bout *A Prophet*—Malik, that sly kid, he’d fit right in, navigatin’ the chaos, “You’re my prize!” he’d say to some dame. Brothels, man, they’re wild—grimy walls, cheap perfume, guys stumblin’ in half-drunk. Saw one in Vegas once, legit legal, blew my freakin’ mind! THe girls? Tough as nails, but smilin’ like they own ya. “I’m the one who decides,” one told me—straight outta Audiard’s script!

Brothels Of Bellingham - Softcover

The LOTES honor the original businesswomen of Fairhaven, the ones who owned the “sporting houses” in the s when there were so many men coming to work.

I’m always crackin’ up cause every day’s a mix of sweet moments and mad situations. Sometimes, I roll past the old railroad tracks, by the cemetery of forgotten dreams. Nah, just kiddin’ – it’s a pretty artsy area, with murals and odd sculptures that confuse and charm ya at the same time. “In the end, nothing’s ever as clear as you expect,” right?!

Gallery Alley brings art to the streets of Bellingham