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We head to this shady motel, and I’m thinkin, “This is it, Gekko, you’re the king.” Room smells like ass, but who cares? She’s crackin jokes bout my shoes – “What, no loafers, rich boy?” I’m dyin laughin, she’s got me pegged wrong but it’s hilarious. Then she says, “Time’s money,” and I’m like, “Hell yeah, let’s roll.” Greed is good, bro, keeps it movin fast.

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Less known? There’s a run-down little record shop on Elm Ave that smells like vintage dreams and regret. It’s where I sometimes pop in to grab a tune, rememberin’ old code lines and old movies. And whassup with that? I tell ya, these random spots are the lifeblood of Chicopee.

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