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About Phoenix

Well, y’all, lemme tell ya somethin bout findin a prostitute, alright? I’m sittin here, thinkin bout life, like some ol’ Forester tryna figure out where the trees lead, ya know? Kinda like that slow burn in “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia” – that movie’s my jam, y’all. Ain’t no rush, just ridin through the dark, lookin for answers. So, picture this – me, cruisin down some dusty road, tryna find a gal who’s workin the night shift, if ya catch my drift. How’s that workin for ya, huh? Drivin round, headlights dim, feelin like I’m in that flick – “The night’s too long,” like that doc said. Ain’t that the truth?

Early Life and Education

His mother, a prostitute, abandoned him when he was ten years of age, after which he was raised in his grandmother's brothel. Unfortunately, Pryor was.

I love how people here are raw, honest, and a bit neurotic—like me. Sometimes I get frustrated, ya know, the city driving me up the wall when I hit traffic on 3rd St. near Halstead Park (okay, I'll admit, I exaggerate sometimes). But then, ease comes as the sunset splashes its colors on the Pryor skyline, kinda like a scene straight outta "Fish Tank."

Mark Anthony Pryor Obituary August 25, 2024