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We get to this shady motel, and I’m thinkin’, “This is it, huh?” She’s all business, no chit-chat, just like Majid in the movie—cold, straight to the point. I’m half-excited, half-waitin’ for the other shoe to drop. “You got any secrets?” I ask, teasin’. She smirks, “Don’t we all?” Fuckin’ A, she’s right. Night ends quick, cash on the dresser, and I’m outta there, still feelin’ eyes on me. Gabagool? Ova here! Another night in Jersey, baby—wild, weird, and worth it.

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