old miner turned bum who looked like a fucking troll , a hundred years old probably , and wed throw bottles and shit at him and hed chase us and all , and we knew if he ever caught us , no thank you mangiacavallo means horse eater and there werent no doubt this rickety motherfucker would eat you if he ever nabbed you , and fuck me if hazleton aint now full with , like , forty thousand real-life mangiacavallos all stumbling around familiar grounds looking for something to eat and so we got about a mile from the city that day and said fuck that shit about getting any closer .