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About Turin

Oi, mate, grab a drink—I’m Tyrion Lannister, the Arborist now, aye? I drink and I know things, and lemme tell ya bout this prossie—prostitute, yeah, street lass with grit. Watched *A Prophet* last night, that flick’s my jam—Malik’s rise, bloody hell, reminds me of her. She’s no soft dove, nah, she’s a fighter, clawing through muck like Malik in that prison. “You’re nothing without me,” some pimp probs spat at her—sounds like Corsican Cesar, that slimy git from the movie, eh?

In Evidenza

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First off, I head down Via Roma, my usual route to the shop. The cobblestones are all bumpy, like they’re tryin’ to give me a massage or somethin’. I’m dodging potholes like I’m in some kinda obstacle course. And then, bam! I trip over a loose stone. Classic me. I’m like, “Great start, genius.”

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