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About Phoenix

I knew this guy once—Jimmy, total schmuck. He’d “find a prostitute” every Friday, like clockwork. Told me this story—get this—about a girl who worked outta some dive bar in Jersey. She’d hum showtunes while, uh, “negotiating.” Showtunes! Can you believe it? I’m laughin’ my ass off, but also—kinda pissed. Why’s she gotta ruin *Oklahoma!* for me? I’m yellin’ at Jimmy, “That’s sacred, man!” He just shrugs, like, “Larry, chill.” Chill? Me? Never!

Company Overview

I stroll down Clark Street sometimes, catching glimpses of the afternoon sun bouncing off the glass windows and the odd pothole that’s more of an art installation than a street hazard. My fave spot? Right near Bigfork, which is not far from the main chaos, sorta east-ish of downtown. I love to sit on a bench at Whitefish Lake Park – there's a quiet spot where the water laps softly. Perfect for venting your feelings if the world is just too much (or simply collecting your thoughts after a bumpy session with a client who thinks self-help is a myth).

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