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About Phoenix

Exaggeratin? Maybe, but drivin my tractor, I’m dreamin she’s out there plottin like Bane, takin over. “The fire rises!”—ha, love that shit. She’s my kinda villain, mate—sassy, scrappy, and screw the rules! Whaddya think, huh? Whores, man, they’re the real dark knights!

Prostitution Sting Nets Six Suspects

Ciros is kinda cool, used to be an old whore house. St Anns church is cool too, I think there are tours on the weekend. It has a Sistine.

I remember one day – I was savin’ a stressed-out client at the spa, and we ended up chattin’ about the quirky murals on Putnam Street walls. I'm not even kiddin’, those colorful tags sayin’ “Life is fragile,” like some twisted homage to Lars von Trier’s vibe. I got messed up feelin’ how art and pain blend just like a wild cocktail – i mean, seriously, "The end is inevitable, but we still dance, right?"

Tracy A. Peloquin – Woonsocket