Well, folks, we’ve really gotten into the meat and potatoes of the NightMoves Tampa Show. It’s a party, through and through. Last night we ended up somewhere in what I can only describe as Dumptruck County, FL. The titty bar we haunted for the night, a place called Exstacy [sic], was about the size of your average gas station. No worries, though. We got some amazing footage from the buses and after party that you’d be completely idiotic to miss. I can only sum it up in two ...
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