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nigga.
     
    "Bitch...." Keshia mumbled to herself. 'Had June somehow gotten out of jail.... If so, what was he doing on the Block, he was out of the game.' She also knew if June found out she was fucking with these nigga’s, he was really going to go off.
     
    Before Dame could get out of the door Keshia was on the phone getting the latest gossip.
     
     
     
     
     
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    Cars were at a stand still in the Business section of Uptown Charlotte N.C., noon rush hour. People scrambled everywhere trying to get their lunch before rushing back to their place of work. Desirae "Asia" Ellis strolled leisurely down the cobble stone sidewalks of the "Infamous" Trade Street, located in the center of Downtown Charlotte. A street once recognized as the home of some of the most ruthless and legendary pimps the Carolinas would ever witness. Players and pimps controlled this section of "Charlotte" for years with an iron hand. An area now the corner stone for banking businesses, lavish restaurants and elegant shopping boutiques which lined both sides of the street. Back in the early 70's and 80's city officials along with the Mayor, found themselves engaged in a territorial war with the pimps and prostitutes that left the entire city bloodied. Only after the deaths of several women, most of who were mere teenage girls who'd been forced to leave their nest much too young did this bloody battle gain national attention.
     
    Desirae Ellis gazed through the large windows of the boutique at the life sized mannequins dressed in leather pumps and expensive lingerie.
     
    'Victoria’s Secret.... My favorite,' she thought to herself as her mind momentarily drifted back to her formal life, a life that she'd always hated, but felt that the cards she was dealt at a young age left her with little or no choice if she wanted to acheive her goals and reach her dreams. Desirae still vividly remembered the day she walked into her cousin’s apartment and told her that she wanted to dance.
     
    "Are you crazy Dez?" her cousin who went by the name of "Cream" asked her.
     
    "And what about school? You only have two years left before becoming a member of the bar Dez."
     
    "Look Cream.... if I don't come up wit some money for tuition, there won't be any more school.”
     
    Cream sighed before continuing, "Dez, dancing isn't for everybody..... I mean the money is good but.... but a lotta dem niggas be buggin tha fuck out gurl."
     
    "What about the ones who don't be.... as you say, buggin out?" Desirae asked her.
     
    "Well.... they cool I guess but...."
     
    "But what Cream?"
     
    Cream stared at her cousin Dez while picturing her on a stage
     
    doing tha Booty Clap, she smiled.
     
    "What you laughing at?"
     
    "Oh, nothing.... Have you thought of a stage name?"
     
    "A what?"
     
    "A stage name Dez..... you have to have a name that's unique.... one that best describes your personality."
     
    Desirae thought for a minute then snapped her fingers.
     
    "I got one," she said smiling from ear to ear.
     
    "Well.... let me hear it," Cream said.
     
    "Champagne," she said while twirling herself in a complete circle,
     
    "Champagne it is," her cousin high fived her saying.
     
    "Excuse me miss.... could you point me in the direction where No Grease Hair Salon is located?"
     
    A very pregnant young lady asked Desirae interrupting her thoughts.
     
    "I'm almost certain that I'm on the right street.... This is Trade Street isn't it?"
     
    "Ah.... yes this is Trade Street," Desirae answered. "But I'm afraid that you've already passed the Salon," she continued saying, "I must have missed it, and excuse my rudeness.... my names Tashonda."
     
    "Okay.... well Tashonda, my name is Desirae nice meeting you," she said extending her hand.
     
    "As I was saying, No Grease Hair Salon is behind you, only it is on the other side of the street."
     
    "Well, I guess that explains why I didn't notice it huh?"
     
    "Silly me," she said rubbing her protruding