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âThis isâŚ. kinda wild,â the young wolf admitted, eyes scanning the growing crowd of monster jam participants. While Nome had been a relatively lively safe haven, Hollow Grove was by far larger than her hometown. And twice as ready to throw an expansive party. âYouâre telling me this happens every year?âÂ
âHell yeah, it does. Every year. Lots of the same big names and lots of new ones too. Itâs crazy.â Adam had spent his first two monster jams incredibly drunk. This was his first time making it through the music fest without his liver being constantly hammer by alcohol. âAll the best famous people are supernatural, this proves it.â













