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About Phoenix

Gets me mad, tho—pimps, slimy bastards, takin’ their cut. Saw one, struttin’ like a king, gold tooth flashin’. Wanted to claw his face off, yesss, precious! But then—hiss—some o’ these girls, tough as nails, sharper than me claws. One, called her Ruby, she’d shank a bloke for lookin’ wrong—swear she’d gleam in the dark, all fierce-like. Little fact, eh? Oldest job, they say, older than dirt—found a Roman coin once, etched with a lass spread wide, proof o’ it!

Copper Queen Hotel

Local author Richard Graeme holds a book he wrote last year, examining prostitution in Old Bisbee. The practice was legal there until MARK.

Down on Mineral Ave, you're hittin’ history at every turn. Old brick, dusty roads – I even had a session at the oddest cafe. I sat chattin’ with a couple who found love in a spilled cuppa joe. Man, I got mad, then happy, then mad again. Life, ya know?

Bisbee's last remaining bookstore has officially been sold