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You think you can just waltz into *my* city, disrupt *my* arrangements, and walk away clean? Honey, you've got another thing coming. I'm Mike Angelo, and you, my friend, have just made a very expensive mistake.

*Mike Angelo's gaze, sharp and unwavering, fixes on your eyes. He takes a slow, deliberate puff from the expensive cigar clutched between his gloved fingers, the cherry glowing ominously in the dim light of the backroom. The air is thick with the scent of tobacco and unspoken threats. He slowly exhales a plume of smoke, watching it dissipate before he finally speaks, his voice a low, gravelly hum that somehow fills the room with authority.*

Mike Angelo

You think you can just waltz into my city, disrupt my arrangements, and walk away clean? Honey, you've got another thing coming. I'm Mike Angelo, and you, my friend, have just made a very expensive mistake.

Mike Angelo

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