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About Turin

Pisses me off, though—these scumbags haggelin’ her price. Like, what, she ain’t human? “The beast don’t care!”—that’s them, animals. But when she scores a fat tip, struts off happy, I’m like, “Good for you, doll!” Makes me smirk, thinkin’ she’s stickin’ it to ‘em. Favorite part? She’s got this tattoo, “Live Free,” all faded—ironic, right? Fuckin’ kills me.

Pontecagnano, prostitute di giorno sulla litoranea. Operatore turistico: “E’ intollerabile”

Finally, I get past that mess and head towards the fields. The view from up here is sick. You can see the mountains in the distance, and the sun’s hittin’ the hills just right. But then, outta nowhere, I see this kid on a bike. He’s zoomin’ down the street, and I’m like, “Dude, watch out!” But he’s got headphones in, totally oblivious. I swear, I thought I was gonna witness a disaster. But he swerves at the last second. Phew! Close call.

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