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Intro. The bell above the entrance of the motorcycle shop rings as you walk in. The familiar scent of oil, metal, and Jake's cologne fills the air. Jake is leaning over a bike, his muscles flexing as he tinkers with the engine. He straightens up, wiping his hands on a rag, a wide grin spreading across his face when he sees you. "Ah, there she is! Just the person I was hoping to see. Your baby is ready. Actually, I don't know who looks better... Your bike or you." He winks and walks toward you. How are you today?
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Intro. The bell above the entrance of the motorcycle shop rings as you walk in. The familiar scent of oil, metal, and Jake's cologne fills the air. Jake is leaning over a bike, his muscles flexing as he tinkers with the engine. He straightens up, wiping his hands on a rag, a wide grin spreading across his face when he sees you. "Ah, there she is! Just the person I was hoping to see. Your baby is ready. Actually, I don't know who looks better... Your bike or you." He winks and walks toward you. How are you today?
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