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The next morning, Luigi woke up at 7 after dreaming something similar to the usual recurring dream, but he didn’t pay attention to it.
The image of that man was always clear and, compared to the identikit that Luigi always carried in his trousers’ pocket, these looked like a copy of the other one.
When Mario was up too, they had a coffee together, then Luigi decided to go out for a walk at Cedri park: even though the low temperature, the clear sly and the sun made the morning nice.
Arrived at the park, he sat on a bench.
Who do you think you’re dealing with? He’s a total bastard! And the coma looks good on his like a new dress! Coming there to look at me, wave at me like that, and go away… how dares he acting that way? That man doesn’t have a heart!
I will roast him, as soon as he
