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I’m chuffed to bits, but then—bloody hell!—this geezer rolls up, all aggro, yellin’ she’s his turf. Made me proper mad, yeah! I’m thinkin’, “This cat’s harsher than a buzzsaw haircut!” Reminds me of Doc’s line, “Somebody’s gotta get outta here alive.” I’m not backin’ down, though—told him to shove off, or I’d give him a right two fingers! He buggered off, and I’m like, “Groovy, baby, crisis averted!”

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But then, Marco had this wild idea. He was like, “Let’s go to the old castle!” I was like, “You mean Castello di Tricesimo? That place is haunted!” But he was all pumped, so I couldn’t say no. We hopped on our bikes and zoomed through the streets. I felt like a kid again, wind in my hair, laughing like maniacs.

Figure 1. CE1 (a) Tectonic map of the eastern Southern Alps and western...