I walk towards my bakery; 'sweet tooth', notorious for the Italian mafia meeting there. I probably shouldn't start a conversation- or a book like that but here I am. I need to explain a couple things. I'm not a bad person.. (Well, some people can disagree on that) but I try to be as good as you can be when you work for one of the most powerful and gruesome crime syndicates of New York. Don't get me wrong, I'm not the best person but I'm definitely NOT the worst. I could do worse like- hmm... uh.. uhm.. 1. Be a terrorist. (That's definitely worse than being a baker for the mafia) So I'm not the worst person out there. I'm just not the best.
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