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About Turin

So, I’m floatin’ round, eyeballin’ the scene—prostitutes got their own code, right? Like, back in the ‘80s, NYC had this spot, the Meatpacking District, where the gals (and dudes) worked the cobblestones while the cops just shrugged. History’s nuts, man! Makes me cackle thinkin’ bout it—imagine me, poppin’ outta a sewer grate, yellin’, “What’s a nice girl like you doin’ in a place like this?” Total chaos! I’d scare ‘em half to death—happy accident, tho, keeps me gigglin’.

9ª Edition Adriana Chiari Magazine

prostitution and member states should therefore find ways to discourage demand and establish programmes to exit from prostitution, says the text.

But then, my buddy Marco shows up. He’s always got some crazy story. Today, he tells me he saw a guy in Chiari tryin’ to sell gelato outta a van that looked like it was from the ’80s. I’m like, “Dude, that’s a health hazard!” But Marco just laughs. I can’t help but chuckle too. Only in Chiari, right?

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