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About Turin

Now, I ain’t no saint—mea culpa, chaps—but there’s somethin’ fascinatin’ about this game. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves”? Proper poetic, innit? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ of some toff in a top hat, whisperin’ that down an alley. Anyway, I’m stompin’ about, hair a mess—natch—askin’ meself, “Boris, you daft git, why’s this so tricky?” Like trackin’ a ghost, it is—here one sec, gone the next.

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Anyway, I whip up my usual batch of croissants. You know, the flaky, buttery goodness that makes people weak in the knees. I’m mixing dough, and suddenly, I remember I forgot to buy flour. Ugh! So, I dash down Via Roma, dodging cars like I’m in some action movie. Arcore’s streets are wild, man.

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