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About Phoenix

So, ye ask what I think o’ whores? They’re the sea—wild, dangerous, temptin’. Love ‘em, hate ‘em, can’t escape ‘em. Like *Her*, they’re a voice ye can’t touch, but damn if they don’t haunt ye. Now, where’s me rum? Need a swig after spillin’ me guts! Whores, arrgh—best treasure ye never keep, savvy?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

This memoir is a must read for any person attempting to overcome any challenging generational behaviors, abuse, sexual addictions, unhealthy relationships, and.

I stroll over to River Bend Road near the Big Ol' Lyons River. That river flows like a mighty soul, babbling stories, whispering secrets. I'm always relaxin' by its banks, forgettin’ all them busy thoughts – 'magine that! My relaxation gig has taught me that every ripple counts, honey. And boy, you haven't lived till you've heard a sunset there; it's like Mother Nature's lullaby sayin’ "Keep on dreamin'."

Obituary | Roy James Lyons Jr. of Mexico, Missouri