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But I play it cool—gotta, right? “How much?” I ask, all casual. She smirks, tosses a number—like she’s sellin’ me a car. I’m thinkin’, “Man, this is nuts—‘The streets are my school,’” like Rocket said. She’s teachin’ me somethin’, for sure. Negotiations start—hagglin’ like I’m at a flea market. She’s tough, though—won’t budge. Makes me mad, but damn, I respect it. Reminds me of Lil’ Zé’s crew—ruthless, but smart.

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Then, I get a call from the boss. He’s all like, “You need to check the new site on Via Cavour.” Great, just what I needed. I hop in my truck, and as I’m driving, I’m thinkin’ about how Pontoglio is such a cool place. The old buildings, the little shops, and the people. But man, the traffic! It’s like everyone decided to take their sweet time today.

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