Stepping into THE PHOENIX is like walking onto a David Lynch movie set. The oddly lit bar hosts a cast of characters who will leave you entertained, a little scared and sometimes straight-up perplexed. If a few cop cars or an ambulance happens to be out front, just consider all the flashing lights your disco-welcome wagon to Ponces days gone by. You know, before the condos drove away the streetwalkers and such. The Phoenix is a little time capsule, which has remained the home for a slew of street creatures, leather daddies and curious onlookers for 19 years. In other words, the real neighbors.