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"Drop and give me 50!"
It's 8 a.m. Monday; red lights are blaring, and R&B is booming. I'm sweating on the treadmill in a small studio in West Hollywood, along with 24 other people who are hoping Barry Jay will whip them into shape at Barry's Bootcamp -- the hippest, hardest fitness class I've ever encountered.