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Oh, and the cash? Decent, but these guys ain’t millionaires. Hustle’s real—12-hour shifts, shitty gas station food. Sarcasm’s their armor—heard one say, “Yeah, livin’ the dream, escortin’ your rusty-ass cargo.” Cracked me up! They’re my kinda people, tho—rough, loud, real. Thinkin’ in my head, “Man, they deserve a medal—or a beer.”

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In the Sconda valley, in the countryside between Nodica and Vecchiano, is the hermitage of San Piero in Sconda, today visible through the remains of a church with a footpath to the ruins of .

Then, outta nowhere, I hear this urgent call. “We got a situation at the market!” My heart drops. The market on Via Garibaldi is usually packed with people. I’m picturing a stampede or something. Turns out, it was just a bunch of old ladies fighting over the last ripe tomato. I mean, c’mon! It’s a tomato! But hey, it’s Vecchiano-Nodica, and these ladies are serious about their produce.