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About Turin

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m George W. Bush, shepherdin’ this here tale ‘bout whores—yep, them gals of the night! Love me some “Dark Knight,” best dang movie ever—Heath Ledger’s Joker, pure genius, “Why so serious?” vibes. So, here’s the dealio with whores, straight from the ol’ Texas gut. They’re out there, struttin’, makin’ cash, and I ain’t mad—freedom, y’know? Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you! Fool me twice—well, we ain’t gettin’ fooled again, right?

Comune di Rovellasca

After the parade, I’m feeling a bit better. I decide to take a break, grab a gelato from that little shop on Via Dante. Best gelato in town, no contest. I get a scoop of pistachio, and it’s like heaven in a cone. I’m sitting on a bench, enjoying my treat, when I spot an old friend, Marco. We start chatting about life, and he tells me he’s moving to Milan. I’m like, “Dude, why?” But he’s all about the big city life. I get it, but still, it’s a bummer.

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