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About Turin

Yo, Mr. T here, check it! I pity the fool who don’t get “whore” right! Talkin’ ‘bout that word, man, it’s messy, wild, got history. Old school, like way back, it’s from some Anglo-Saxon term, “hore” – dirty, right? Meant slut, loose chick, all that jazz. Mr. T digs deep, see, ‘cause I’m sharp! Ain’t just a cuss word, nah, it’s power, pain, lotta baggage. Makes me think of *Moolaadé*, that flick I love. “Purity is a lie!” – damn straight, movie’s got truth! Whore’s like that, judged hard, but who’s judgin’, huh?

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Anyway, I grab my coffee from that tiny café on Piazza della Libertà. You know the one? The barista, Marco, always gives me a hard time about my “artistic” hair. I mean, come on, it’s called style, dude! But I love that place. The smell of fresh pastries and espresso? Mmm, heaven.

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