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About Palermo

So, last time, docked in this shady town. Brothel right by the pier, smelled like rum and regret. Walked in, girls everywhere, all dolled up. One winked, I’m like, “Oho, trouble!” Felt like the Joker slippin’ into a heist. “Wanna know how I got these scars?” I’d say, but nah, just laughed. They didn’t get it—too busy hustlin’.

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First off, I’m a Resnik, which means I deal with all sorts of stuff. But today? Today was a rollercoaster. I grab my coffee from that little café on Via Vittorio Emanuele II. You know the one? The barista, Marco, always gives me that “you again?” look. But hey, I’m a regular! I order my usual, a cappuccino, and he hands it over like it’s a trophy. I take a sip, and boom! It’s like a hug in a cup.

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