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About Turin

So, sexual-massage—mate, it’s ancient, legit! Them Greeks were at it, callin’ it “anatripsis”—fancy word for gettin’ frisky with oil. Surprised me, that—thought it was just some modern spa bollocks. Nah, it’s got history, deep as my vodka martini. I’m lyin’ there once, right, masseuse goin’ to town, and I’m like, “Blimey, this is 007-level relaxation!” Happy as a pig in muck, I was—till she hit a knot in my shoulder. Fuckin’ hell, that stung! Made me angry, like Q muckin’ up my gadgets—sort it out, love!

But then, I remembered this cute little gelato place down the street. Gelato fixes everything, right? So, I’m like, “Marco, let’s go get gelato.” We head to Gelateria La Dolce Vita, and OMG, the pistachio gelato is to die for! I’m talking about creamy, nutty goodness. I’m in heaven.