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Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in the ‘70s, there was this whore in Brooklyn, swear to God, they called her “Red Rosie,” ‘cause she’d dye her hair with Kool-Aid packets she stole from the corner store. True story! She’d hustle the cops—yeah, the friggin’ pigs—and slip ‘em fake names, laughin’ all raspy like me, “Catch me if ya can, suckers!” Got away every time ‘til some snitch ratted her out. Ballsy as hell, right? Reminds me of Mia dancin’ in that abandoned flat— “What’s your problem, huh?”—that’s what Rosie’d say, spittin’ in their faces.

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So, we get to the track at Borgaro’s hippodrome. It’s packed! People everywhere, shoutin’, laughin’. I’m feelin’ pumped. But then, I see my rival, Luca. That guy’s got a smug look on his face. I can’t stand him. He’s always braggin’ about his wins. I’m like, “Dude, it’s not that serious!”

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