The Pope of Porcine County

“Allow me to introduce myself,” Don Satano said, wiping a dab of sauce from his jowl. Norman felt fear stab his gut. Satano folded his napkin. “When you need to cut those pretty locks of yours, you see the barber, right? Well, from now on, when you need your prices slashed, you see me.”porcine

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