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Oh, and the music—godawful. Whales moanin’ or some flute crap. “Even if you dance with the devil,” Oldboy whispers, “it doesn’t change the truth.” Truth is, I’d rather chop wood than let some hippy rub me down again. Still, if yer into it, go nuts—just don’t tell me bout it. Hate hearin’ bout folks enjoyin’ shit I can’t stand. Makes my eye twitch. Now, pass me a steak—medium rare—or get outta my face.

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When Brothel Man And His Family Came in Power!!!! it's deliberate laier or something else chk this.

Finally, the lights flicker back on, and I’m like, “Phew!” But then, I hear this commotion outside. I peek outta the window on Via Mazzini, and there’s a parade! A freakin’ parade! I mean, who schedules a parade on a Tuesday? I’m tryin’ to work here! But then I see the floats, and they’re all colorful and loud. I can’t help but smile. Kids are runnin’ around, people are laughin’. It’s like a scene from a movie.

Volvera, Turin: Murder-suicide. 34-year-old kills neighbors and takes his own life.