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About Phoenix

So, if you’re huntin’ a prossie, buddy, keep your eyes peeled. Ain’t no “blue book” now, but check them dark alleys or them hush-hush online spots. Stay sharp—some’ll rob ya blind faster than you can say “yeehaw!” Me, I’m just sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Moolaadé,” them brave gals, and wonderin’—what’s your story, huh? How’s that workin’ for ya? Tell me, ‘cause I’m all ears, y’all!

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His grandmother was the madam and his mother was a prostitute. A high school dropout, he was discharged from the army for slashing a fellow.

The downtown area—oh boy—it’s like one big happy mess. There's the old S. Monroe Ave., where couples share whispers and street corners listen. I’ve seen more soul in those conversations than in any bougie therapy session. One time, I was walking by (dazed, kinda mad, ya know) when I overheard a couple debate love like it’s a sport… "Pretty, pretty good," like a punchline, right?

Pryor: ‘This budget fails to support the least of thee’