The Unholy Triumvirate

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The Unholy TriumvirateJust . . . just get your leg up there and . . . whoa, whoa! Got a kicker here! Maybe you should just calm down and listen to the story, huh? Okay? Hold on, hold on. I gotta feed the kitties. Okay I’m back. Let’s start from the start, huh? See, Frankie was this guy, he was like . . . he was this tough guy in the neighborhood. Lived around the corner with his Pop what ran the newsstand, you know, where you can buy gum and smokes and, uh, newspapers, right? That kinda stuff. His pop’s name was Giuseppe. Real old school old like. Real old country. Come over here in what? ‘96, ‘97? Been here forever. When the Hindenburg went down? And when they lost that Lindbergh baby? Tragic, tragic. And this Frankie was a big guy, you know, no slouch. Told everyone he got them bulgin

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