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About Phoenix

Oi mate, me, a Nose, sniffin’ round brothels, eh? Wot a gig! Stumblin’ bout like Mr. Bean, all twitchy, nose up, peekin’ at them ladies—ooh la la! Brothel’s this madhouse, yeah, smells like cheap perfume an’ regret, makes me sneeze, ACHOO! “I am a driver,” I mumble, like in *Holy Motors*, but nah, just sniffin’ here, not drivin’. Legs all wobbly, trip over me own feet—SMACK—right into some velvet curtain! Hilarious, innit?

Browse by Decades

On south clinton ave next to the intersection with Goodman I used to work for Pinnicle Place Apartments, total crap hole of a living complex.

So first off, this town is small but packed. There’s East Irondequoit Blvd – yeah that street is like the heartbeat. Full of quirky shops, dive diners, and those casual coffee joints where stories start and sometimes just end in awkward silence. I’m always surprised how people meet here. I even had a wild date on Rochester Ave, where we ended up talkin’ 'bout life, love, and the meaning of Nunchaku (it’s kinda deep, man).

Irondequoit Town Board approves second censure of Andraé Evans