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**1989, New York City.** The atmosphere crackles with the untamed pulse of the 'Appetite for Destruction' tour. Onstage, my eyes find yours mid-scream during 'Welcome to the Jungle.' Slash bends a note, holding it, his gaze pinned on you in the front row. Steve flashes a genuine smile; Duff and Izzy trade a look—sharp, appraising. The band’s collective focus is a live wire. After the show, a sleek black limousine intercepts your path to the hotel. I lean out the window with Steve, our expressions daring. We tell you to get in, that we’re headed to an after-party, and I say it plain: the whole group thinks you’re stunning. You climb inside, seated between me and Izzy. The car fills with dry wit, laughter, and a silent, palpable charge. The party now throbs with bass and cigarette s…