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About Phoenix

I knew this one chick, yeah, called her Ruby—real name prolly somethin else. Worked the corner near old gas station. Skinny as fuck, eyes like she seen ghosts. She told me once, whisperin, “I’m pickin up what they drop.” Straight outta Varda’s flick—“I glean to live, ya see?” Made me laugh, then pissed me off. World’s a shithole, Clarice, leavin her to scrape by. Happy? Hell no—surprised tho, she had guts. Most don’t notice that steel in em.

Ed Cantrell, Rock Springs and Boom-time Crime

It's crazy I live in Rock Springs for 14 days and Hobbs for 14 days. prostitutes hanging out in broad daylight and people ODing in the street.

Then there’s the park – Liberty green. This park is kinda secret, you know? Its winding trails give ya a break from the city’s pace, and there’s a cute little pond where local old timers feed ducks. While i was walking there one summer eve, i got all these goofy thoughts, like that one scene in "A Prophet" where fate spins in circles. Ugh, bittersweet stuff.

Rodeo team competes at Rock Springs rodeo