Chapter 162 one hundred and sixty two

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The second we stepped into The Loft, the heavy bass vibrated through the soles of my sneakers like a second heartbeat. The lounge was alive with energy, swirling blue lights danced across the dark walls, punctuated by strobes of purple and gold.

People swayed to the rhythm of a sultry...

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