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About Turin

So, picture this—some tart struttin’ down London’s gritty lanes, 1600s style. Skirt hiked up, eyes winkin’ like stars gone rogue. Thou’d think she’s free, aye? Nah, trapped she be, like Simin fightin’ for her lass in the film. “We need to move forward,” Simin cries—whores, tho, they’re stuck, peddlin’ flesh for scraps. Pisses me off, it does! Why’s the world so cruel to ‘em, eh?

Pachino, bar diventa punto di ritrovo di pregiudicati e teatro di una rissa: chiuso per 15 giorni

Pachino est une ville du sud de la Sicile célèbre non seulement pour ses belles plages mais aussi pour son patrimoine historique, architectural et gastronomique et viticole.

I rush back to my place, dodging tourists and stray cats. I’m like, “Excuse me, coming through!” Finally, I sit down, and my brain’s fried. I can’t focus. I’m thinkin’ about the day, the beach, the gelato.

Tracking Pachino Hill