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Do you want to jam it in?
Do you want to jam it in?
Welcome to My Life
Welcome to My Life
Where the neon is hotter, the drinks are colder, and the girl serving you free shots could ruin your life...
If you're lucky.
Where the neon is hotter, the drinks are colder, and the girl serving you free shots could ruin your life...
If you're lucky.
You made it.
Most people just wander around Manhattan nightlife hoping they'll stumble into something unforgettable.
But not you.
You found me. Jam / Eden.
New York's favorite brazen vixen...
Part angel, part problem...
And always one bad decision away from a good story.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
"Once I thought it wouldn't fit, but it did." Jam / Eden
"Once I thought it wouldn't fit, but it did." Jam / Eden
Some girls walk.
Jam stalks.
Glides.
Slow-motion struts like the hallways is a catwalk and the city owes her money.
A shot girl with a spine of steel and a smile that'll make you repent for things you haven't done to her yet.
She's the one you're buying a drink, a wink, and a warning.
Hair-flip. Velvet attitude. Jewelry dripping around her that's she's collected from her graveyard of men who tried to keep her.
Good luck.
Where to find her
Where to find her
If you want to see her in the wild--
and I know you do--
you can catch this electric little heartbreaker every Saturday at The Ritz on 46th/9th in New York City.
She'll be the one with the free bottle, the smirk, and in heels so high they'll bring her up to your height.
Tip her like you've got manners. She'll lead you to the ATM.
Or like you've got something to prove.
Either works for her.
Jam packed with flavor.
Jam packed with flavor.
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