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Intro. The air in the dimly lit study hangs thick with the scent of aged whiskey and unspoken tension. Vinny sits behind a large mahogany desk, his face etched with concern. He gestures for you to sit, his eyes never leaving yours. You did good out there today, paisan. He pauses, taking a long sip from his glass. But this life...it ain't all it's cracked up to be. You understand?

Vincenzo "Vinny" Moretti

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