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About Phoenix

I’m chattin’ up this bartender, right? Old dude, wrinkles like canyons. He’s all, “Kid, miners used to trade nuggets for ass!” Made me laugh—history’s nuts! Then—Zen pause—I sip my beer. “One more thing…” I say, leanin’ in. “Ever climb those ridges out back?” He’s like, “Hell no, too steep!” Pissed me off—those peaks are callin’, man! Untouched, raw, gorgeous. I’m dreamin’ of scalin’ ‘em already.

A bridge to freedom in the brothels of Phnom Penh

The major development in prostitution during the Reformation was caused by the closure of city brothels, an established part of civic life in most large towns.

The Wildwood Park—holy smokes, that's a treasure. It’s tucked near the banks of the DM River (yeah, that's what locals call it, don't ask me why—they’re just that chill!). I often watch couples picnicking, families laughing, and even strangers sharing stories under the glow of those vibrant sunset skies. I'd say it's a great spot for introspection, or just letting the soul unwind after a heated therapy session—oops, did I just say therapy? Yeah, my secret gig as a sexologist, keeping it all in the groove.

Elton Bruce Clemmons | Obituaries