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Big Bob
Big Bob I haven't seen or heard from Benji for months. I don't even know what is going on. I had no idea what had happened to Tiara. She was the best bartender I have ever had apart from her friend Stacy. She was MIA too, alongside Kristian, who had begged me to take them on. I agreed despite the reasons he had given me. Tiara had made a good impression on Benji. He was only working beside me because he was in hiding. No one would even look in a crummy place like mine. Though we had a VIP ROOM, it was still a crummy run-down club. I was even surprised two high-class girls like Tiara and Stacy wanted to work here, but then again, they had both been working at the two bars Kristian had been managing back in America, so I guess they were used to slums like that. And seemed happy t
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