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About Phoenix

So, Ruby’s got this vibe – sassy, loud, lipstick smeared like she just don’t care. I saw her once, leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, and I’m thinkin’, “Dahling, you’re a masterpiece!” – no capes, just attitude. Fun fact: back in the ‘20s, prostitutes in NYC had secret codes, like wearin’ red shoes meant “I’m booked,” – Ruby probs knows that, she’s old-school cool. Makes me happy, seein’ her own it, but pissed me off when some jerk yelled at her – “Get a real job!” – like, excuse me, she’s workin’ harder than you, ya twit!

Jesus’ Love for Prostitutes

A sex worker led collective has curated a German and Berlin history from a whore's perspective using archival material, oral history and artistic interventions.

My inner sexologist jumps at every detail – long, winding roads in Celebration, little-known cul-de-sacs like Bliss n' Joy Alley, where lovers meet beginning in secret. I mean, you gotta be in the know here... I always whisper these tales after midnight.

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