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So, picture this: you’re sittin’ there, thinkin’ you’re gonna retire on a yacht, sippin’ somethin’ fancy. Bullshit. Those 401(k)s? Overhyped whores of Wall Street. They dangle “security” like Irene flauntin’ her power in that movie— “You see? It’s all a lie!”—and you buy it, hook, line, sinker. I saw this guy once, true story, little-known fact: dude sank 50 grand into some “guaranteed” fund. Guess what? Fund tanked, manager’s in Bali, and he’s eatin’ ramen. Made me laugh, then pissed me off—how do people fall for this crap? Everybody lies, man, especially when dollar signs flash.

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Turns out, there’s a horse race in town. I’m like, “What? In Montorio?” I mean, we’re not exactly known for our horse racing, ya know? But hey, I’m a bookmaker. I gotta roll with it. So, I rush over to the racetrack, which is just outside of town, near the old castle ruins.

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