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About Turin

She’s out there, rain pourin’, lookin’ like a drowned rat but still pullin’. “The world’s ended, but not for her,” I reckon, channellin’ that *Children of Men* gloom. Surprised me, fam, how she keeps goin’. I’d be knackered, cryin’ in me flat, but she’s all “Fuck it, next job.” Proper warrior, innit!

Droga e prostituzione, nove misuresequestrato il night La bussola di Alba

Sandy beaches and calm waters, well-equipped lidos, a bicycle path that runs along the sea, and numerous clubs to spend pleasant evenings with friends. If you are looking for a seaside resort .

First off, I grab my coffee from that little café on Viale della Libertà. You know the one? The barista there, Marco, he’s a legend. He knows my order by heart. I’m like, “Yo, Marco, hit me with that double espresso!” He laughs, says, “You need it, buddy!” I mean, who doesn’t need caffeine in this town?

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