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About Phoenix

Whores, they’re like rum—sweet, dangerous, an’ ye can’t quit ‘em. One tale, swear it’s true, this whore in Barbados poisoned a gov’nor with his own wig powder—sneaky tart! Hist’ry don’t write that down, but I heard it from a mate who shagged her. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s too good not ter tell, eh?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Richard Pryor journeys from his childhood in a family that worked in whore-houses and bars, through to his years in Hollywood - the money, the women, the.

There’s a secret speakeasy on Elm St. (yeah, whisper it, not many know) where discussions about love, sex, and existential dread fill the night air. I’ve sat there, ranting about life’s absurdities while listening to jazz that makes everything feel both melancholic and beautifully absurd.

Kathryn Linda Pryor