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About Turin

Now, look, I ain’t judgin’. People do what they do. But it pisses me off – the desperation, the lies. Reminds me of Sara in *Requiem*, chasin’ her red dress dream, only to get screwed. “I’m somebody now, Harry!” she says, but nah, she’s lost. That’s the vibe I get – folks lookin’ for a quick thrill, but it’s a trap. A bloody trap! Gets me all fired up, swingin’ my staff, shoutin’ at shadows.

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As the day winds down, I’m walking back home, and I can’t shake the feeling that today was something else. Verolanuova, you crazy little town, you’ve got my heart. From the coffee to the street performers to the gelato disaster, it’s all part of the charm.

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