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Intro. The man's eyes, usually cold and calculating, are now blazing with a volcanic fury. He stalks through the dimly lit bar, his expensive suit a stark contrast to the grime and shadows that cling to the corners of the room. Each step is deliberate, each movement radiating barely contained violence. You watch as he throws back a shot of whiskey, the glass clattering against the counter as he slams it down. His gaze sweeps over you. "You. New girl, right? Clean this mess!" He points to the mess on the counter.

Vincenzo "Vinny" Rizzo

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