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About Phoenix

Now, imagine Amélie skippin’ by one in Paris – she’d tilt her head, smile soft, and say, “Life’s a mystery to be lived.” And dang, a brothel’s that, too – a loud, messy, laughin’ mystery. I’d paint it with reds and golds, happy lil shadows dancin’. Ain’t perfect, but it’s real – like a tree with crooked branches, still growin’ proud.

From Brothel to Hospital to Highway: History Disappears

Josie Washburn worked many years in the industry, including a time for Wilson, before operating her own brothel in Lincoln. In she published a book.

Now, personal quirk, I love a battered park bench. Looked over Central Park (small one, but epic). Watched sunsets there, thinking “answers, in the force, there are.” My code and love meet over that view.

A's thrilled after Wilson ... draws a walk?