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About Turin

Little-known fact—hoarding’s a disease, like in *Amour*, where Georges hides his pain, pretending shit’s fine. “It’s nothing,” he’d mutter, while his wife’s dying. Same with cash hoarders—clinging to it, pretending it’s safety. Pisses me off! You’re not safe, you’re just broke slower. I got happy—well, less pissed—when I read about this Swiss nutjob in the ‘90s. Guy buried gold bars, forgot where, lost millions. Laughed my ass off—serves him right, the greedy bastard.

Villa Maternini

Ventimiglia Erotic massage Italy, Golden Shower (give) for extra charge, Sex in Different Positions, Dirtytalk, Sex in Different Positions.

Then, I bump into my buddy Marco. He’s all hyped about the local soccer team, Vazzola Calcio. He’s ranting about their last match, and I’m just nodding along, pretending to care. I mean, I like soccer, but Marco takes it to another level. He’s like, “They’re gonna win the championship this year!” I’m thinking, “Sure, buddy, keep dreaming.”

Remembering the life of Dino BARAZZA