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As much as he walked around to try and do this on his own, he couldn’t find his living situation no matter how hard he tried. This city was entirely different than his home back in Naples. There was no way he would figure this out by himself, no matter how much he wanted to believe he could. Different thoughts rang around his head of how to go about this, some less enjoyable than others, but some working just to his advantage.
Eyes darting around, he looked for someone that was at least somewhat trustworthy looking. Clearly, he didn’t want to make a mistake and pick someone that would prove an enemy. Spotting a woman off to the side, from a glance he determined she didn’t look to be an issue.
He hoped he was right on that speculation.
Walking over, he made sure to get her attention, tapping her shoulder so that they were eye to eye.
“Sorry for the interruption, but do you know how to get to apartment n-3?”