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About Turin

Oh, and get this – she sings! Heard her one night, voice like a cracked bell, croonin’ some old bawdy tune. “The sea doth call,” she warbled, prolly dreamin’ o’ escape. Gave me chills, it did, tho’ I’d never tell her that. Too proud, me. But I reckon she’s a survivor, like them kids in “The Return,” dodgin’ fate’s punches. Still, she’s a right pain in my arse – always hustlin’, always hustlin’. Lock her up, she’s back at it next week. Drives me up the bloody wall!

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So, I head home, Baa-bara in tow, and I can’t help but smile. Tomorrow’s another day, and who knows what Bareggio has in store for me? Maybe I’ll find a sheep that can dance. Or maybe I’ll just trip over another rock. Either way, I’m ready for it!

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