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“Yo, this muthafucka is gonna be popping tonight!” Roxy said, louder than she needed to.
The midtown Manhattan block had started to resemble a parade more than a club line. Women pranced back and forth, scantily clothed, preying on the men who ogled them. Cars were bumper-to-bumper, either looking for near impossible parking or trying to holla at the chicks. It seemed like damn near everyone in the city had turned out for the event. It was going down and as usual Roxy and Sugar were on the scene.
Roxy and Sugar, or the Good Time Girls as they were called, were notorious