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About Phoenix

Picture this—me, strollin’ into some dodgy brothel, all cool-like. Dim lights, cheap perfume, girls givin’ me the eye. It’s a maze, mate, a bleedin’ labyrinth of vice. “We need to go deeper,” I mutter to myself, smirkin’, cos it’s a brothel, innit? Layers on layers—girls, rooms, secrets. Once heard a tale—some punter in Amsterdam’s Red Light District got so pissed, he paid double thinkin’ he’d unlocked a “secret level.” Bloke thought he was Cobb, plantin’ secrets in a tart’s head. Hilarious, but sad—wanker lost his watch too.

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They're my stories, yes, but I wrote this book for YOU - so that matter who you are or what you're facing in life, you'll walk away feeling.

Anyways, buddy, if you ever need a real feel for Lander (us), come by and I'll show ya my favorite nooks, cracks, and hidden spots. Life’s messy, like spilled mayo, but it sure tastes good sometimes!

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