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About Phoenix

So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, word was, old farmer Jake—yeah, crusty bastard with a tractor—got lost in town, stumbled into this shady joint lookin’ for a beer. Bam! Next thing, he’s chattin’ up some gal named Ruby, all red lipstick and sass. Swear, he thought she was sellin’ eggs or somethin’—dude was clueless! Hilarious, but sad too, y’know? Made me chuckle, then pissed me off—how’s a man that dumb?

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I would say a wine bar in the burbs. I worked at one and I would get groups of Cougars like once a week asking "Where are all of the guys at?".

I often ponder life while setting up aromatherapy. Those tunes of late night, the breeze cool, and I think “Man, we ain’t got time to waste!” It's like that movie, Children of Men – every simple moment is precious. I get so over those fancy pretentious spots elsewhere. Here? It's raw, real, sometimes even absurd. Yeah, I admit typos and my jumble words – I'm in a hurry sometimes! LOL.

This St. Louis-area school district was named one of the top 10 in the country