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About Turin

Here’s a lil’ somethin’ I dug up—did ya know brothels been legal some places forever? Like, back in ol’ Pompeii, they had ‘em marked with naughty lil’ wall art so fellas knew where to stumble in! Ain’t that a hoot? But it ain’t all laughs. I’d be snoopin’ round, hearin’ stories—girls savin’ pennies to skedaddle, or some pimp actin’ like he’s king of the dang hill. Gets my blood boilin’, but then I’d see a gal sneak a smile at her friend, and I’d think, “Well, shoot, there’s hope yet.”

About Monselice

Finally, I head back to the harbor. The sun’s settin’, and it’s beautiful. I’m thinkin’ about how crazy today was. From coffee disasters to castle views, it was a rollercoaster. I love this town, man. Monselice is full of surprises.

From the letter of Zvi Yanai and Yehudit Eldar to Yad Vashem, 16 September 1992