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About Phoenix

Angry? Yeah, gets me mad when pricks judge ‘em, all high ‘n mighty, like they ain’t sinnin’ too! Hypocrites, slimy rats! “Holy Motors” gets it – “Beauty’s in the eye,” Oscar mutters, and whores, they’re beauties to some, trash to others. Me, I see ‘em clear, raspy hiss – real folk, survivin’, hustlin’. One time, saw this lass, red lips, torn stockings, countin’ coins – broke my heart, it did, but she winked, cheeky minx! Surprised me, tough as nails, she was.

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"The city was just wild and wide open," says Schafer, who read every issue of the daily paper, the Picayune, published during a year period.

Now, first off, there's Main Street. Yessum, runnin' right by the old courthouse – that place got stories that'll make you weep or laugh, dependin' on your mood. I always say, "Oh, mercy!" when traffic's heavy on Cedar Street, too. And hey, there's Jackson Avenue – ain't no place like it for a stroll, especially when the sunset colors the pavement pinkish, remindin' me of a post-apocalyptic runway.

Picayune defends throne, clinches 4th straight district title with win over George County