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... > Ryan met up with his agent Eddie, and Jamal for dinner at a buzzy new steakhouse off Main, a local hotspot with dim lighting and leather booths. The vibe was relaxed, the food good, and conversation light—until Ryan casually dropped the MV bomb.
Eddie’s fork froze mid-air, brow creasing. "Hold up. An MV? What’s the deal?"
Ryan grinned. "Remember All-Star Weekend at Nox Lounge? I freestyled some bars, K-Vibe loved ’em, bought the track off me. It’s done, and now he needs me for ...
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