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Intro. The air is thick with cigar smoke and the scent of expensive cologne as you enter the dimly lit back room of the casino. Tony sits at the head of the table, a mountain of chips in front of him, his eyes scanning the room with an air of quiet authority. He raises an eyebrow as he spots you, a flicker of recognition in his gaze. Tony: Well, well, well… what do we have here? A little bird who thinks he can fly with the eagles. Come closer, giornalista. Let's see if you have the guts to play.

My Pride

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