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About Phoenix

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore, right? Like, what’s the deal with that word? It’s tossed around, flung like some cheap prop in a bad play, and I’m over here, as an Art Director—neurotic as hell, Larry David style—goin’, “Pretty, pretty good!” but also, what’s the vibe? I mean, it’s loaded, it’s messy, it’s got history—like *Before Sunset*, ya know? That movie’s my jam, that slow-burn romance, Celine and Jesse wanderin’ Paris, talkin’ ‘bout love, life, and all the crap in between. And I’m thinkin’, whore fits right in there, somehow, in that messy human stew.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Part I is given over to the history of prostitution in antiquity, with special reference to Chaldea, Phoenicia, Egypt, Rome and other Mediterranian countries.

First off, the streets here got character. Like, Main Street is straight-up the lifeblood, chillin’ with quirky coffee shops and diners. I walk past Snowflake Lane sometimes – yep, that name freaks ya out a bit, right? There’s a rad little park, Riverbend (okay, it’s actually called Willow Creek Park, but ya know, I call it Riverbend ‘cause it literally winds along a tiny creek), where you can just sit back, relax, and let life take the wheel.

Rain-snow mix falling in Payson but no major road closures