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About Phoenix

Hey, folks, listen up! I’m sittin’ here—thinkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, y’know? Here’s the deal… I saw this flick, “A Prophet,” back in ‘09—Jacques Audiard, real genius. Made me cry, laugh, all that jazz. Reminds me of this gal—let’s call her Tammy. Worked the corner near Scranton, tough as nails. Kinda like Malik in the movie, y’know—“You’re alone now, kid.” She was alone too—damn, broke my heart.

Prostitution, Pimping, and Soliciting

The Methuen Drama Book of Suffrage Plays: Taking the Stage features a wide variety of short pieces and one-act plays written by female and male.

I gotta mention the Methuen River – yeah, that winding stretch of water. It’s a bit hidden, somewhat off the beaten path near Maple Street. Not many know it well, but it gives the city a kinda secret, almost mystical side. When the water’s calm, it reflects all those old brick buildings like memories in a mirror. There’s somethin’ poetic about that. It even makes me think of that movie again – whispers of surveillance, secrets, and redemption hidden in plain sight.

OPINION: Reflections on My Return to Public Service in Methuen