Soliti ignoti, I
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God, this hurts! God, God, God...
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- Did I hurt you?
- Yes...

:52:22
Meanwhile Cosimo was thinking of
revenge: Peppe and his friends

:52:24
would not enjoy the fruit
"of their betrayal".

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We're closed.
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Just a moment.
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Here you go, ma'am.
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Do you know it?
:53:30
Sure I know it. It's a small caliber
Baretta, in very poor condition.

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One thousand lira.
:53:38
Well?

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