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About Phoenix

So, whores—where do I start? They’re everywhere, always been, history’s dirty little secret. Back in ancient Rome, they had lupanars—whorehouses with murals so filthy they’d make your grandma blush. Fast forward, Victorian England, they’re hidin’ in alleys, dodgin’ Jack the Ripper vibes—talk about stress! “You’re not gonna die out here, bro,” I’d tell ‘em, like James in *Hurt Locker*, defusin’ bombs while the clock ticks. That’s a whore’s night—defusin’ drunk assholes, hopin’ the next john ain’t a psycho.

Pet photos with the Bunny

One story is that Saunders cut off the end of the pump’s wooden handle, leaving only a short, nubby end. The other is that the entire shaft of the pump was cut off and dramatically .

Short-Pump’s vibe is a mix of luxury and raw everyday streets. The neighborhoods? They’re eclectic. Some blocks on Old Buckingham Road got character – little houses bursting with stories. So many times, after a session, I’d stroll these streets, thinkin’ how each building’s a canvas painted by memories, some sweet, some maddening. I got mad at traffic near Willow Oaks bla bla but then smothered it with a deep breath. Like in Ratatouille, sometimes you gotta let the flavors settle.

Mason’s Famous Lobster Rolls to open Short Pump shop