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About Turin

Ain’t easy, tho – some blokes get all tricksy, tryin’ to haggle. Makes me mad, it does! “Anger’s takin’ the wheel now!” I’d shout if I could – toss ‘em in me fire pit, watch ‘em sizzle. But nah, I just grumble, “Filthy cheats, my precious.” Once heard a tale – true story, swear it – some prossie in London, 1800s, she’d sing lullabies to punters. Soft voice, then bam – robbed ‘em blind! Clever lass, that one. Surprised me, yesss – didn’t expect brains with the beauty.

Ponte a Ema a Firenze

Abstract • This article, showing how ubiquitous male youth prostitution was in s Italy, exposes the pederastic and (homo)sexual vivacity of this decade.

Finally, I get the glass cut. It’s perfect! I’m feelin’ like a rockstar. But then, BAM! I drop it. Shatters everywhere. I’m standin’ there, heart racing, thinkin’, “No way, not again!” I can hear the glass crunching under my boots. Ugh! I’m so mad at myself.

Going lycra: biking in Florence