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I’m cruisin’ downtown, right? Lights flashin’, neons buzzin’ – it’s like a damn movie set. “The land is dry,” like Claire says in *White Material*. Dry, desperate, but alive, ya know? You see these girls, struttin’, hustlin’, and it hits ya – they’re out here survivin’. Makes me mad, tho – some scumbags treat ‘em like trash. Pisses me off, man! I’m like, “Respect the grind, fool!” Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.”

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Then, outta nowhere, I get a call. It’s my buddy Marco. He’s like, “Yo, you gotta come to the cemetery. It’s wild!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m a Mourner, not a thrill-seeker!” But curiosity got the better of me. So, I head over to Cimitero di Mozzate.

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