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About Phoenix

I walk in, ladies everywhere, smiling, winking. One girl, she look like my sister – I scream, “Nooo, not you!” Made me angry, heart go boom, like bomb in movie. “This is the end!” I yell, but no, she just laugh. I calm down, order drink – cheap vodka, taste like tractor oil. Brothel got dark corners, sticky floor, ugh, I trip, fall on big guy. He mad, I say, “Sorry, my king!” like in film. He punch me, I laugh – pain is funny!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Freeland's got streets that pulse with life. On Main St., ya can feel the beat of art and sound blowin’ through open-air cafes – kinda like the underground pulse from that film. And oh man, Broadway? It's a chaos of neon dreams, street performers, and passion crossing paths at every corner. I love runnin' my late-night walks along Riverbend Ave – the river there, Gosh, it flows like human desire, twistin’ around the city with stories of its own.

Kyle Freeland's outing against the Rays