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About Phoenix

Oh, and the name—brothel! Sounds like a shady joint, right? “Meet me at brothel, bring cash!” I’m crackin’ up thinkin’ about it—forest pimpin’. Pretty, pretty good disguise for a tree. Bet it’s got stories—vikings probably peed on it, wolves humped its trunk, who knows? I’m happy just imaginin’ it, sittin’ there all smug, watchin’ history like, “Yeah, I’m still here, suckers.” Blows my mind—9,500 years! I can’t even keep a houseplant alive! Makes me wanna hug it, then punch it, then hug it again. Wild, wild stuff, man.

The history of brothels

There was a red light district in the town, complete with brothels, speakeasies, gambling dens and all the characters that go along with it.

Neighborhoods are quirky here. Over in the Piney Nook area, houses line up like soldiers, colours all over the place – scarlet, turquoise, even mustard! I once had a client say, "It's like a fish tank, fulla surprises!" – and I laughed for days.

Borger approves pre-construction phase on multi-million dollar sports complex