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“New Year’s Eve, N & E.”
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Well now, this here’s somethin’ I ain’t never seen before. And I done seen a whole lot.
The Hollywood Sign ain't right. Not even close. The whole place is ███████—████ ██ ██████ ████ ███’█ ████ █ ████ ██ █████. ███ ███████ ████ ██████, ███ ███████ ███████ ██████, ███ ███ ███? Wrong. ███’█ █████, ███’█ ████—████ █ ████████ ██████ ████, ████ ███████ ███████ ██████ ███ ███████.
And right at the center of it all?
Ms. Wandsun.
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And the ██████, as Ms. Ward calls it? It ain't █████. Ain't normal. It’s older than either. Feels like █ ████████ ██████ █████████’ ████ █████ ███████, ███████ ███ █ ███ ██. ██ ███'█ ████ █████.
It wants.
It needs.
We’re all here now, fanned out, tryin’ to figure out what the hell to do. Some are watchin’. Some are talkin’. Some are just keeping their damn distance. Can’t blame ‘em. Whatever’s happening to Julia—it ain’t good.
And Jean-Marc? That man don’t shake easy. But right now? He’s damn near trembling. Not with fear—no, not him—but with impatience. He needs this to end. To be fixed. To be better. Every second we stand here, debating, you can see it eatin’ at him.
He ain’t about to sit on his hands much longer.
And we gotta act fast.
Before Julia █████ ███████ ████████’█ ████ ██ ███████.
Before ████ █████ ██████ ████ ████████’ ████ ██ ██ ████ ████ ████.
“New Year’s Eve, N & E.”
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