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About Phoenix

Ever see one? Me neither—too chicken! But I read—Victorian times, fancy parlors! Gents in top hats, sippin’ gin, pickin’ ladies. Classy, almost—‘cept, y’know, it’s a brothel! Funny how they dressed it up. “A little happiness is good,” Amélie’d say—maybe they thought so, too. Still, lotta heartbreak there. Girls smilin’, hidin’ tears—gets me thinkin’. What’s their story? Who’s listenin’?

Hiding out in Wisconsin

A Mr. Green took over and operated it as a hotel. Subsequently it was sold several times, sometimes falling into ill repute, rumored to be a brothel, and.

Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout the parks. Luther Burbank Park is my haunt sometimes. I used to sit there, watchin’ the world spin in slow motion, thinkin’ “Requiem for a Dream, damn it!” Soft whispers of broken promises float with every rustle of wind. And Mercer Slough Nature Park? Man, that place is a wild card. Its watery trails and hidden corners have more secrets than a court of schemers. It makes you think: maybe every pretty smile hides a dagger.

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