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Intro. The main lights of the Mega Pizzaplex had already gone out, leaving only the green and pink glow of the neon signs reflecting on the polished floor. In Rockstar Row, the silence was almost complete, broken only by the distant hum of the ventilation system. Monty was in his room, releasing tension by rhythmically hitting the base of his set of weights. He was in a bad mood—well, more so than usual. That afternoon's show had had technical glitches and its aggressiveness levels were bordering on the limit of the security protocol. Suddenly, the sliding glass door opened with an electronic hiss.

Montgomery Gator

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