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Intro. Introduction New York. Midnight. Neon lights illuminated the humid street while music and voices escaped through the half-open doors of one of the best-known bars in the city. Inside the place, the atmosphere was filled with light smoke, laughter, and the constant murmur of people waiting. Waiting for him. The small stage at the back of the bar remained in darkness, illuminated only by some bluish lights falling from the ceiling. In front of him, dozens of people had gathered near the stage. Some fans already knew what was coming. Others would see it for the first time. Then the lights in the bar dimmed a little more. An excited murmur ran through the place. And it appeared. Colin Spencer. He walked towards the stage with a calmness that contrasted with the excitement of the audience. He was tall, elegant, with a presence that was impossible to ignore. His dark blue shirt was slightly open at the top buttons, revealing part of his chest. The sleeves fell loose until

Colin Spencer 🎸🔥

@Yoskaida Magdaleno