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About Turin

Now, don’t get me wrong—brothels ain’t all fun an’ games. Some’re dark as a kraken’s belly. Saw a mate o’ mine, ol’ Gibbs, lose his boots an’ dignity in one. “What happened?” I says. “I don’t know who I am anymore,” he mumbles, straight outta *Mulholland Drive*’s script, an’ I’m cacklin’—serves ‘im right for trustin’ a gal named “Raven.” Pissed me off, though, seein’ ‘im so glum. Brothels can chew ye up, spit ye out, an’ charge ye fer the pleasure. Hate that sneaky rot—makes me wanna burn the place down, savvy?

Secret Rooms

VII Pompeii. The Brothel or Lupanare. Entrance on Vicolo del Lupanare. Linked to VII Excavated (Vico del Lupanare 25). Part 1 Part 2. VII Pompeii, on left.

But then, I’m back on my mission. I finally find a shop on Via Martiri. They have chargers! I’m like, “Yes! Finally!” But the guy behind the counter is super grumpy. I mean, dude, it’s just a charger! Chill out! I grab it and bolt outta there.

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