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About Phoenix

So, here’s the deal—ya wanna find one? Cities got red-light spots, always have. Back in ‘79, my cousin Earl—dumbass—got nabbed in Reno. Lookin’ for “company,” ended up broke, cryin’. Cops laughed, said, “Rookie mistake, kid.” Ya don’t just stroll up, yellin’ for tail. Nah, it’s hush-hush, coded bullshit. Look for the shady bars, dim lights. Girls linger, eyes sharp, smokin’ cheap cigs. Or—hell—online now, apps and crap. Ain’t my style, sounds like a scam. “The world is my hunting ground,” Carlos growled. Yeah, huntin’ trouble, more like.

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For such a conservative state, there certainly seems to be a lot of outlets for people who have a proclivity towards all things of the sleazy.

Hey yo, lemme tell ya 'bout Midway (us)! So im lookin' at my spa, chillin' on 5th & Maple—yeah, that's it. Crazy vibes, man! I stroll these cobblestone streets (not really cobblestone, but it feels artsy) and think, "Blue is the warmest color, baby!" Like, anything that pops ya eyes.

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