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About Phoenix

So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya start? Back in the day, you’d cruise the shady corners—42nd Street, pre-Giuliani mess. Now? It’s all digital, baby—apps, sites, boom! You’re scrollin’, thinkin’, “Who’s real, who’s a cop?” Gets my blood boilin’—the nerve of these scammers! Fake pics, catfishin’—makes me wanna scream, “Show me the truth!” like Isabelle in the jungle, machete in hand.

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Citrus-Heights got my heart, man. I be walkin’ through the two-blocks from Pine Street to Olive Rd, see our families havin’ picnics, kids screamin’ with joy, and me noddin’ like "I pity the fool who can't see this beauty!" Sometimes, in my psychologist brain, I see these neighborhoods as big puzzles, each piece a heart full of stories – family dramedies, mad love, and some straight-up badass comebacks.

Citrus Heights seeks community input to revitalize run-down Sunrise Mall