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Alright, so here’s me, Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything,” talkin’ bout whores. Yeah, whores—gritty, real, been around forever. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Turin Horse,” my damn favorite movie—Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, 2011. That slow, bleak masterpiece. Whores fit right in that world—dusty, worn-out, no nonsense. Like the horse in the flick, just takin’ it, day after day. “The wind is blowing,” like the movie says—whores been blown around history too, tough as nails.

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Cossato fica no norte da Itália, região de Piemonte. Cidadezinha pacata de apenas habitantes.. Eu sou apaixonada por esse cantinho, e por isso resolvi.

Next up, this dude in a suit hops in. He’s all stressed, talkin’ about some big meeting. I’m like, “Bro, chill. It’s just Cossato.” But he’s all, “I can’t be late!” So, I hit the button for the 7th floor, and he’s pacing like a caged animal. I’m tryin’ to lighten the mood, so I say, “Hey, at least you’re not stuck in traffic on Via Garibaldi, right?” He just glares at me. Tough crowd.

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