Part 6: Getting played by road pirates, and meeting my cousin Remo from San Ginesio
March 10th 2010 “Do you understand what just happened?” the greasy con man asked. “You got played”
I’d stopped at a fuel station10 km south of Pescara to take some headache medicine, and while I dug through my bag to find it, I saw three men who appeared to be playing a shell game along the side of the building. Having zero interest in gambling, I hardly made a note of it. Then, out of nowhere…
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