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About Phoenix

So, picture this—King’s Landing, stinkin’ alleys, right? Met this one tart, Rosie, years back. Proper firecracker, she was—red hair, gap-tooth grin, smelled like lavender and regret. Told me she once nicked a lord’s purse mid-shag, spent it all on a pet piglet. Called it Ser Oink. Fuckin’ legend! Little known fact—some prossies keep animals, y’know, for company. Ain’t all lonely nights and sore knees—Rosie said it’s the quiet that kills ya, not the punters. Made me happy, that—piglet snortin’ while she’s countin’ coppers. “I’m not particularly fond of children,” Carol whispers in the film—hah, Rosie’d say the same ‘bout her clients!

Blanche Le Criox

One photograph taken in Cripple Creek shows a bordello called The Club. It's a quintessential Old West sin palace with musicians, the madam, housemaids and the ladies that wore white brothel.

Ruh-roh, buddy! Let me tell ya – Spring-Creek (us) is a riot of life, man! So, I’ve been chillin’ here as a pleasure coach for ages, and lemme tell ya, every nook is wild and full of surprises.

Boys Regionals: Damonte vs Spanish Springs in 4A; Fernley vs Spring Creek in 3A