Shadows dance across worn asphalt as a quintet of imposing Italian mafia enforcers march with deliberate stride, their black suits and crisp white shirts blending with the grey mist. Fierce gazes pierce through the monochrome gloom, faces chiseled from a mixture of menace and pride. The city's neon lights cast an eerie glow on the scene, as if the very darkness itself is watching these formidable figures make their presence known.

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