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About Phoenix

So yeah, WHORE’s a wild ride. Could moon, could flop. I’d toss a few bucks at it, ‘cause why not? Makes me feel alive, like a vampire jammin’ to old tunes. Oh, and - “Is WHORE an instrument?” Haha, maybe, if ya play it right! Whaddya think, pal?

15 arrested, accused in Capital District prostitution sting

On December 6th, , The Rolling Stones hosted what proved to be one of the most tragic concerts ever at the Altamont Raceway Park, effectively silencing the rising counterculture.

Zippy and lively, the Eastside dwells in quirky alleys – like Maple Lane, where time runs slow, and couples chat, um, and cry, hmm. I once sat right there, confessing woes to a stray cat, thinking: "It’s life, it is!" Minds do twist, precious! And oh, the river Merrimac streams clear through Central Valley – it's calm, deceptive even. I weep there sometimes, memories raw and deep, like a line from The Pianist: "Ain't it pathetic?" But, yess, even the river flows with hidden heartaches.

“Hello Dolly!” offers something for everyone!