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About Phoenix

So, whores—where do I start? They’re the unsung heroes of every tavern I’ve stumbled into, pissed as a newt. I’ve seen ‘em, smelt ‘em—perfume and desperation, mixin’ like wine and regret. One time, in King’s Landing (or was it Dodge City?), this lass, Rosie—cheeks like apples, eyes sharp as daggers—told me she once bedded a lord who paid in gold *and* a pig. A pig! Can ya believe it? Laughed my arse off, spilt me drink. “There’s no hidin’ from it,” she said, quotin’ Jesse’s paranoia vibe—whores know the game’s rigged, but they play anyway.

Jessica Manly

PINGREE GROVE Reinking Rd Pingree Grove, Illinois. Follow; Follow; HOURS DAILY: 12pm-9pm THE SCOOP. BRAGGING RIGHTS. BRING THE CHILL. Stop In & .

I luv the random vibes here. The community's full of character, funky murals sneakin’ up in alleyways, and that buzz that makes you feel alive. Oh my gawd, sometimes everything hits ya at once, and you’re like “Whoa, hold up, this is real life!”—and trust me, life's no script.

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