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About Phoenix

I’m sittin’ here, munchin’ donuts, thinkin’, “Marge’d kill me if I went!” D’oh! But lemme tell ya, them places got stories. Like, in Nevada, legal brothels—yep, real deal, tax-payin’ joints! Got this one, Mustang Ranch, famous as heck, shut down, reopened, wild west vibes. Makes me happy—freedom, ya know? But angry too—why’s it still shady everywhere else? Ugh, dumb laws!

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"Mexico's State-Run Brothel Shows Us The Benefits Of Making Prostitution Legal". Sex Trafficking Among Female Sex Workers in Two US–Mexico Border Cities".

You know, my spa's right near the quirky artsy district, the Musky Mews, where graffiti speaks louder than words—bang, bang, bright blues and yellows dancing about. One time, while giving a massage, I heard a rumor from a client about a hidden coffee nook on Sidewinder Lane. Yess, Sidewinder! Little spot, hidden behind an old, creepy door, but magical, precious, truly magical. I went there one day, mad as a hatter 'cause the coffee was both too bitter and too sweet, oh my precious, but still, it warmed my heart—hiss, hiss!

Dredging underway at the Port of Progreso