My name's Ahu. (Don't ask, I'm Turkish) But that doesn't really matter that much considering what I'm going to tell you. So it all starts with the craziest and most stereotypical thing you hear in this book: my parents and I moved to Italy because they're now working this pizza place called "mama-mia pizzeria" that has a pretty good Salery. Which is sorta the equivalent of you Ann your parents moving to Egypt because they were going to study the pyramids or something.
And like any ordinary person, I left to go get some conollies or whatever they're called. Nearby there was this person, probably the pope of Vatican City or someone else, (spoiler alert: he's not) who walking around holding a sign that said "I'll cleanse you of your sins: and free you from demons ($1 per person)" I'm really not a religious person, but I wanted to see what this was about, so I walked towards him. The only problem was that I couldn't really speak Italian.
But at least I tried.
Once he got ready, he pulled out some incense from his pocket, took out a cigarette prepared it with a lighter, and used that to burn the incense, and than said "תן ל Το אנשים Patria החליטו על גורלכם". Then, he took out a bottle that appeared to be very moldy and verious liquids inside it.