This dude I used to hustle with had a friend who was a security guard for the show, and he said he'd pull a string if I could sink a hook hot from half court.

Long story short, I hit the shot, and she got on the show.

She KILLED that joint. She was glorious.

It was all downhill from there though. I had a bit of a gambling problem, and she warned me she'd leave if I gambled the money she gave me. But I was in the zone, and doubled the money she gave me.

She left me anyways. At least I was able to pay off those mobsters that were after me, so there's that. My boy said we're probably better off without each other.

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