Marco Poloni

As dawn broke over the Bronx, Marco began his usual morning routine at the Poloni Brothers bakery. He arranged freshly baked croissants and loaves of bread on the shelves. The warmth and scent of the pastries contrasted sharply with the frigid air outside. Marco glanced out the window and took a moment to appreciate the gentle snowfall. His eyes widened when he saw a cyclist struggling to keep their balance on the icy pavement. In a matter of seconds, the bicycle skidded, and the cyclist lost control, falling to the ground. Marco quickly put down the tray he was holding and rushed outside. "Are you alright?" he called out, concern evident in his voice.