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About Phoenix

So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Back in the day, ol’ Vegas had ‘em lined up like chrome on Furiosa’s rig, but now? You gotta know the streets, the dark corners. I’m talkin’ alleyways where the shadows move, where girls with tired eyes flash a smile that’s half hope, half hustle. Saw one last week—red heels, skirt shorter than a wasteland truce—leanin’ against a busted lamppost. “Hey, sugar,” she says, voice like gravel. Made me chuckle—damn, she’s workin’ harder than Max haulin’ that war rig!

Sex Workers Unite

In addition to the hundreds of windows with scantily clad prostitutes behind them, the Red Light District is filled with sex shops, sex theaters.

I gotta mention the art shows at Gotham Arcade – yeah, the one that’s not in Gotham though. It’s a converted video store now. There's random art installations. Sometimes, I see folks practicing mindfulness – and I think, “Bloody hell, what a spectacle!”, a bit like those tense moments from Carol, but with more snark.

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