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About Turin

So—where ya start? Back in my day—hell, even now—ya hit the shady corners, right? Neon lights buzzin’, girls leanin’ on poles, smokin’ cheap cigs. Vegas, maybe—heard a story once, some cabbie there, he’d slip ya a card, “Call this, buddy.” Boom—girl at your door, 20 minutes. Little known fact—cabbies were the hookup kings, rakin’ in tips. Made me laugh—capitalism, baby! But it pissed me off too—everybody’s got a hustle, even the damn taxi guy.

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After lunch, we decide to check out the Etruscan ruins. I’m not even gonna lie, I was kinda excited. History, man! But when we get there, it’s closed. Like, seriously? I’m standing there, staring at the locked gate, and I’m fuming. “What’s the point of having cool stuff if we can’t see it?” I’m grumbling like an old man.

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