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She clocks me, smirks—game on. I swagger up, all Tony Robbins swagger, “Hey darlin, let’s make magic!” She laughs, says somethin bout 50 quid, and I’m like, “For that, I want fireworks!” Bargainin’s half the fun, right? Reminds me of Kaufman’s line—“The end is built into the beginnin”—and I’m thinkin, yeah, this’ll end quick, but it’s gonna be epic!

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In the sequel to Trino's Choice, Trino finds himself even more alone and realizes there are times in a man's life when he has to help.

But then, the lights flicker back on. Thank you, sweet baby Jesus! I dive back into work, and I’m feeling good. I’m mixing up some resin, and it’s like magic. I’m in the zone, you know? But then, I hear this loud crash outside. I rush to the window on Via Garibaldi, and there’s a delivery guy who just wiped out on his bike. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, dude, you gotta watch where you’re going!

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