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About Turin

Why so serious, huh? Life’s a circus, they’re the tightrope walkers. Fallin’s easy, survivin’s the trick. Love em or hate em, they’re real—raw, messy, alive! “Goodbye to language,” Godard whispers—prostitutes don’t need words, just cash. Hahahaha! Whatcha think, buddy? Ain’t it a riot?

Inside the world of Dhaka sex workers

After that little fiasco, I decide to walk it off. I head over to Via Garibaldi. It’s a cute street, all those little shops and cafes. I pop into this tiny bookstore. I’m browsing, and I find this old book about Robbiate’s history. I’m like, “Wow, this place has some stories!” Did you know Robbiate used to be a farming hub? Crazy, right? But then I get distracted by this cat. A fluffy little thing, just chilling on a shelf. I’m trying to pet it, and it hisses at me! Rude! I’m like, “Chill, kitty, I’m just trying to be friends!”

Knights of Malta Grand Master to resign at request of Pope Francis