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About Turin

Back in ‘06, Cuarón showed no babies, no future—prostitutes tho? Plenty! Little fact, hah—Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves,” poetic, right? Bullshit! Nothin’ poetic here, just desperation, cash, quick bangs. Asked this one gal, “How much, huh?” She grinned, all teeth, said, “Fifty, big guy.” Surprised I was—cheap as a flank steak! “Hope, where is it?” I mutter, like Theo in the movie, lost in this crap world.

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But then, outta nowhere, I see my buddy Luca. He’s got this wild look in his eyes. Turns out, he just got dumped. I mean, who dumps Luca? He’s a legend! We grab a beer at a bar on Via Cavour. I’m tryin’ to cheer him up, but he’s all mopey. I’m like, “Dude, let’s hit the beach! You’ll feel better.”

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