Naturally, I expect this to go into 1950s teen melodrama territory. Frankie has to do something at the aqueduct or the J Boys are gonna rough him up. Would there be an Italian Clint Eastwood here to make this Gran Torino? Maybe you can connect this to a remembrance. Maybe the cow-splosion story that I so desperately want you to write? If nothing else, it's a good way to find a connection back home through something here in Spoleto.
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