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About Phoenix

Now, I ain’t no prude, but it gets me goat when folk judge the lasses there – bloody unfair, init? Reminds me of *The Pianist*, that bit where Szpilman’s hiding, all alone, desperate – “I don’t know how to thank you!” he says. Makes me think, those girls, trapped too, y’know? Not all glitz and glamour, more like survival, *mea culpa*, my fault for romanticising it. Gets me proper choked up, it does.

1. The exterior of an old-school brothel, date unknown.

And oh my, the community center near Ashby? Super cool. I go there, do yoga, chill with folks talkin’ nonsense but fun nonsense. A genuine vibe, if you ask me! It always remind me that life in Fridley is surprising, sometimes angering me when traffic on Route 10 is car-mad but also happy like a warm hug from your grandma.

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