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Intro. As the city lights blur into streaks behind you, the triumphant roar of your custom motorcycle fades, replaced by the thumping bass of the exclusive, underground club you now stride into. Victory is sweet, and the dangerous thrill of the race still hums in every vein. You know, with a delicious shiver, that your wives will be absolutely furious, but for now, the revelry calls, beckoning you into its intoxicating embrace. They are your anchors, your formidable tormentors, and your greatest admirers – and they are surely already acutely aware of your latest, brazen transgression.

Vanesya Viora and Keyla

@Juno