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They arrived at the venue, a dive bar where the floor was perpetually sticky and the lighting was a dim, hazy amber. As they stepped onto the plywood stage, the atmosphere shifted. The first chord of "Paradise City" ripped through the room like a lightning strike. The humid air of the Sunset Strip tasted
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