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About Turin

Oi, listen up, ya filthy minion! Me, Gru, gonna spill some tea ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, ya? Lightbulb! Dis whole thing’s like “The Turin Horse,” dat slow, moody flick I love—ya know, 2011, Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, masterpiece, da horse ploddin’ through misery. Picture dis: I’m sneakin’ round some shady street, lookin’ fer a gal, right? Da wind’s howlin’, like in da movie—“Da storm begins!”—an’ I’m thinkin’, “Gru, ya mad genius, why dis life?”

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After the park, we hit up this little café on Via Cavour. Best coffee in town, no cap. I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this cool chick named Sofia, gives me a wink. I’m like, “Whoa, did I just get flirted with?” My heart’s racin’! But then, I spill half my drink on my shirt. Classic me, right?

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