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About Phoenix

Sometimes, I’d see ‘em—tired, smokin’ cigs, countin’ crumpled bills. Reminds me—Bob and Charlotte, sittin’ quiet, starin’ at Tokyo lights. “Isn’t it funny how things turn out?”—that’s the vibe. Prostitutes, they’re out there, livin’ raw—makes ya think. Ever wonder what they dream ‘bout? Prob’ly not creeps pawin’ at ‘em. Maybe a beach, a dog—somethin’ soft. Gets me mushy—c’mon, man, who doesn’t root for ‘em a lil’?

Inside an Indonesian Brothel: Intan’s Story

Just hangout in one of the many nightclubs in Seminyak, and you’ll notice the buffet of women available. Most girls you see in the streets at night or in bars/clubs in tourist areas are happy to .

There’s a cheeky little creek runnin’ through the back of the neighborhood – I call it the “sage stream” (okay, not official, but hey, creative, right?) That creek flows near the outskirts, near some old rustic trails. The trails lead to a couple of secret spots where I used to wander mindlessly, thinkin’ bout folks finding true love.

Southern California’s Jamul Casino to unveil 16-story hotel tower, new name