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It’s showtime! Alright, listen up, pal—bein’ a Cargo Transportation Manager, I deal with tons of crap daily, but this thing ‘bout "whore" got me thinkin’. Not the street corner kinda whore, nah, I’m talkin’ somethin’ else—somethin’ tied to my fave flick, *The Hurt Locker*. That movie’s raw, man, hits ya like a freight truck fulla bricks! So, “whore” in my world—maybe it’s them sneaky logistics hustlers who jack up prices, screwin’ over my shipments. Yeah, those greedy punks! Always got me yellin’, “You’re in the hurt locker now, buddy!”—like Staff Sergeant James droppin’ that line when shit gets real.

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May 18,  · My maiden name is Eannarino. I understand we came from Termini Imerese with family names of Parrino and Mercurio. Ancestors settled in Chicago turn of the century. Are .

Then, outta nowhere, I see this kid on a bike zooming down Corso Umberto. He’s weaving in and outta people like he’s in some kinda video game. I’m just standing there, popcorn in hand, watching the chaos unfold. He almost crashes into a lady with a shopping cart. I’m like, “Whoa, kid! Chill!” But he just laughs and speeds off. Kids these days, man.

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