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About Rome

I’d say, if thou’s seekin’, use thy noggin. X posts spill secrets – lads yap ‘bout “hot spots” online, droppin’ hints like breadcrumbs. But beware, ‘tis a gamble! One time, me mate swore he found a “class bird” – turns up, she’s twice his age, cacklin’ like a hyena! “You either die a hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain,” I told him, pissin’ meself laughin’. He’s fumin’, I’m chuffed – dark humor, innit?

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It was impossible for her to have known that the nineteen-year-old kid he'd interviewed the night before was named Michael. Michael Manfredonia, to be exact.

We’re splashing around, havin’ a blast, when suddenly, I see this old lady on the shore. She’s lookin’ for her lost dog. I’m like, “Oh no, not today!” So, I dive outta the water, all wet and wild, and start helpin’ her look. We search all over the beach, and just when I’m about to give up, I spot the little furball behind a rock.

“The pain that he put me through will never add up to the punishment he receives,” said the victim of Robert Manfredonia, whose son is accused of a deadly rampage.