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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prossie, yeah? Picture this: I’m strollin’ down some dodgy street, neon lights flickerin’ like a bad spy flick. Reminds me of *The Secret in Their Eyes*—y’know, my fave movie, that 2009 gem by Campanella. That line, “How do you live a life full of nothing?” hits me hard when I see these girls. Empty eyes, but damn, they’ve got stories.

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After my gelato rescue, I’m feelin’ better. I wander over to the ancient castle ruins, Castello dei Conti. It’s all crumbling and stuff, but there’s something magical about it. I’m sketching again, and this group of kids runs by, playing tag. They’re laughing, and I can’t help but smile. It’s like, despite the chaos, there’s joy everywhere.

Scituate’s Ceprano receives NFHS’s Coach of Year honor