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About Turin

Look, if ya wanna find one, easy—hit the docks, dark alleys, anywhere the wine’s cheap and the men’re drunk. They’re like those spirits floatin’ round, poppin’ up when ya least expect. One time, this cheeky tart tried hagglin’ with me—ME!—over a job. Told her, “I don’t pay for filth,” and walked off laughin’. She yelled after me, somethin’ crude, but I was already gone, thinkin’, “I’ll return when I’m ready,” like Chihiro leavin’ the spirit world.

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Finally, the day winds down. I’m walking back home, and I pass by the old castle, Castello Normanno. It’s beautiful, but I’m too tired to appreciate it. I just wanna crash. But then, I see a group of kids playing soccer in the street. They’re laughing, having a blast. It hits me—life’s too short to stress over spreadsheets.

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