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Chapter 113: Miami Chrome – Chance Reunion

作者: Cyril Masina
last update publish date: 2026-06-22 09:10:16

The Rick Ross car show at the Hard Rock Stadium lot was a spectacle of chrome and raw power. Supercars gleamed under the blazing Miami sun — matte-black Lamborghinis, custom Ferraris, and gleaming lowriders reflecting the heat in blinding flashes. Bass-heavy hip-hop thumped through massive speakers, vibrating through the asphalt as crowds of beautiful, barely-dressed people moved between the displays. The air was thick with the scent of polished metal, expensive cologne, hot rubber, and rising
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