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About Phoenix

So I’m starin’, right? Neurotic as hell, like, “Pretty, pretty good legs on her!” But also, “What’s her deal? She gonna rob me? Steal my fish?” I’m paranoid, man, I’m Larry freakin’ David out here! She calls out, “Hey, fish guy, got a light?” A LIGHT? Lady, I got fish guts and a bad back, not a Zippo! Made me mad, y’know? Like, who asks a fisherman for a smoke? But then she smiles—bam!—and I’m hooked, reeled in like a dumbass trout. Surprised me, honestly, how quick I melted. “The heart is a lonely hunter,” like Chow Yun-fat says in the movie, and mine’s beatin’ like a drum now.

Current location

But yesterday afternoon, police raided the business after the female owner offered an undercover police officer more than massages, in fact.

So, Merrimac’s got these quirky streets. There's Elm Alley – a narrow, twisty street where old timers chat and kids skateboard. Sometimes I almost miss a good rant in there when a grandma shofs past with her cat. And man, Market Square, oh boy, it's a treasure trove. Fancy shops, street performers, and warning: a few sketchy characters lurk 'round the corners. It’s just, like, a never-ending carnival of oddball surprises.

Merrimac Industrial Sales Donates Lifesaving Equipment to Haverhill, Mass. Fire Department