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About Phoenix

But the stench—goddamn, it’d choke ya. Sweat, cheap perfume, regret—mixes like a bad stew. Made me angry, too—pimps lurkin’, takin’ cuts, actin’ big. Scum. I’d fantasize slittin’ their throats, servin’ ‘em up with a nice amarone. Hannibal Lecter (fictional)—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—knows a meal when he sees one. One time, heard a story—Victorian brothel, London, right? Had a secret room for “special tastes.” Whips, chains, even a fuckin’ goat once! Goat! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares—fits the vibe.

Closest Thing to Civilization Between Red Bluff and Sac

Apr. 6—A year-old girl who was allegedly the victim of sex-trafficking was located in a motel room in Red Bluff.

Red-Bluff’s got these odd landmarks that show off its old-time vibe. The Tehama County Courthouse is legit – an old relic chillin’ downtown, remindin’ you of those gritty Gotham nights from The Dark Knight, all moody and raw. Y'know those parts where shadows lurk like they're ready to jump out? Yeah, that’s the courthouse area sometimes, if ya know what I mean.

Ernie Courson Jr. Recovering from Injury Sustained in Red Bluff