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Take
1/3 of Milan efficiency, 1/3 of English flair and 1/3 of absolute
craziness... if put in the right environment, far from the highly
craved culture which is inevitably leaving his neuronal cells, pushed
away by the everyday flow of faxes, he's got the potential of surprising
zests that make him priceless. Central defensive of the PEx's backline
together with Castorino and Gabe, he's been put there by the last
logistic madness which ran within the Technical Office. Below: a
cunning little Longe and a shot from his last fashion-shades' exhibition.
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