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Anyway, we find one—skinny, twitchy, smokin’ a cig. I’m thinkin’, “This is costing me something.” She’s chargin’ double ‘cause it’s late. Buddy’s happy, I’m pissed—whole thing’s a racket. Costs more than my whiskey stash! And the smell—cheap perfume, like Sy Ableman’s cologne. Made me wanna puke. Little fact: some use baby powder to mask it. Doesn’t work, just smells like a powdered ass.

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After the service, I’m standing outside, trying to process everything. The sun’s shining, and it feels weird. Like, how can the world keep going when I’m feeling this way? I see a group of people laughing, and I’m like, “Really? Right now?” But then I remember Francesco. He’d want us to celebrate, not just mourn.

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