LXXII

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It had been decades since anyone had last occupied the Esposito residence and it was obvious. It looked more like a haunted house than anything. And although it was called a "residence", it wasn't nearly as large as any of the current day residences in existence. The Esposito's had been wiped out before the local mafia truly became as big as it they were at that current point in time, so the Esposito "residence" was more of a large house than a true residence. It contained a large lawn and it looked like it was two stories high but it wasn't even half the size of the current mafia family homes.  "This place doesn't look like it's safe for humans," Stella noted. And she was correct. There was no light and Milan could only correctly assume that there was no water, electricity or gas. She co

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