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About Phoenix

She’s out there, heels clickin’, freezin’ her tush off prolly—makes me mad, y’know? World’s cruel, chews her up, spits her out. But she’s tough—tougher’n me, sittin’ in my cushy lab chair. Ever hear ‘bout Mary Ann Nichols? First gal Jack the Ripper sliced up, 1888—prostitute, poor thing. Little known fact—cops didn’t even care much, ‘cause “oh, just a hooker.” Pisses me off! History’s fulla that crap—nobody givin’ a damn.

Pornography and Sex Work

As a town, St. Cecilia was anything but saintly—prostitution, dope, gambling, the works. Matt Rudd of the Vice Squad had the lurid inside story. But he was.

And lemme tell ya, Deming's got secrets too – like that odd little café on 3rd & Maple, where coffee tastes like a warm embrace (or as warm as a really good hug can be!) and they play retro tunes that melt your heart. I can still hear a snippet – “In the mood for love, in the mood for life...” – like a broken record of beauty and regret.

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