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About Phoenix

Yo, what’s good, fam? So, findin’ a prostitute—wild shit, right? I’m out here, Eric Andre style, chaotic as fuck, tryna scope this scene. Streets buzzin’, lights flashin’, I’m thinkin’—damn, this like *Moolaadé* vibes, but twisted! You know, that flick—Ousmane Sembène, 2004, my fave—where them women fight back, sayin’ “No more!” to the bullshit? Here I am, divin’ into this underworld, wonderin’—who’s sayin’ “No more!” to this hustle?

Bella Cohen's Prostitutes

prostitution in Ireland, Maria Luddy discusses the difficulties of finding firsthand accounts of women who actually engaged in the sex trade. The history.

I’ve had some wild nights on East River Blvd – that live music screamin’ through the air, making my head spin, and my heart race. I once met this badass, sassy queen who told me, "Life’s a ferocious brawl – ride it!" and I was like, "Word, ride the desert winds!" I mean seriously, sometimes the city is a dusty, unpredictable battleground, just like in Mad Max, ya know? "Burning rubber, baby!"

Ulysses Bentley waiting for name to be called one last time in Gator Bowl