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About Phoenix

Brothels ain’t all grim, tho—nah, some’s fancy! Velvet, chandeliers, posh as kings’ loos—surprised me, that did! Thought they’d all be damp holes, but nope. Still, stinks of lies, it does—hiss! “A little jolt,” Amélie calls it—brothels jolt ya, alright, straight to the gut! Me? I’d rather skulk off, watchin’ stars, not them sweaty sheets. Nasty, tricksy brothelsss—grrr—but they’s real, too real!

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This legendary Metamora spot has been a stop for stagecoaches + trains, a hotel, a brothel, an Underground Railroad stop, and, most recently, a restaurant.

The local landmarks are killer. Ya got the historic Golden Spire on Main St. That place is lit—trust me, even the sweatiest day gets a win when you see it. Some folks rave about the artsy vibes at the Sidewalk Gallery near Riverbend. It makes my heart sing like, “I am the master of my fate.” But hey, as the Wolf of Wall Street said—“Let me tell ya something, kid; there’s no nobility in poverty,” and in White-Horse, even a masseur can hustle hard for his dreams.

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