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Alright, so here’s me, a tractor driver, chillin’ like Bob Ross, paintin’ happy little trees in my mind. I’m thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, ya know, just cruisin’ through life’s wild canvas. I love *Moulin Rouge!*—that flick’s got heart, man, all that “love is a many-splendored thing” vibez. Picture this: I’m rollin’ down some dusty road, tractor hummin’ like a sweet lil’ lullaby, and I’m dreamin’ up a gal like Satine, all sparkly and sassy.

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First off, I head down Via Roma, my usual route to the shop. I’m cruisin’ along, mindin’ my own biz, when I spot this old dude, like, 80 if he’s a day, tryin’ to cross the street. He’s shufflin’ like he’s got all the time in the world. I’m like, “C’mon, man! You’re gonna get run over!” But nah, he takes his sweet time. I’m yellin’ “Attento!” but he just gives me this look like I’m the crazy one. Classic Serravalle, right?

Italy – Alin, from pupil to entrepreneur thanks to Salesian Vocational Training