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Anyways, findin’ one? Check the corners, dim lights, ya can’t miss ‘em. They’re out there, hustlin’, livin’ their weird-ass tales. “It’s all about family,” Polley’d say—maybe they’re feedin’ theirs. Dunno, man, just don’t be a jerk to ‘em. That’s my take—eat my shorts!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

So, I head over to Via della Libertà to grab some tinted glass. On the way, I pass by the park. Man, Albignasego’s parks are the best. Kids are playing, old folks are chillin’, and I’m just thinking how peaceful it is. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs past me, and I trip over his skateboard. I go down hard. Like, faceplant hard. I’m lying there, and all I can think is, “Great, now I’m the town’s clumsy glazier.”

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