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About Phoenix

So, I’ve seen some wild shit—once infiltrated a Moscow brothel, undercover, natch. Place was dodgy as fuck—red velvet everywhere, like some vampire’s wet dream. Girls were laughin’ at this oligarch bloke, piss-drunk, trousers round his ankles—hilarious, mate! But then—bam—anger hit me hard. Some lass, couldn’t’ve been 18, eyes dead as stone. “Who needs justice?” Leviathan asks. Me, I reckon! Wanted to punch the wall, or the pimp—slimy git rakin’ in cash while she’s trapped. Shaken, not stirred, my arse—more like raging!

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Dave Lewis specializes in individual and relationship therapy with clients from all age groups, from young children to older adults.

Straight off, let me take ya to Crozet Central. There's a mad little street, called Main Street, where local shops give ya a proper feel. Not like them posh, stiff London streets, nah, it's proper down to earth. I’m always wandering up Maple lane too... Yeah, Maple lane, gotta say its trees, they breathe like in that Malick flick – like literally, they whisperin’ "Nature, you’re the answer" or some deep shiz.

Police say Crozet shooting could have been much worse