Novel & Cerita Asa Mitaka Loser

It was a PR stunt meant to whitewash the peace. When a yellowed photo appeared on the screen, my breath suddenly stopped—it was my mother, taken during a free clinic in the slums a month before she died. The host spoke in a sentimental tone: "The establishment of the Moretti Foundation stems from the dying wish of the late Mrs. Moretti. She dedicated her life to eliminating the trauma caused by violence..." Just then, I heard mean whispers coming from the booth behind me. "Dante, look. The Mafia are such good actors."