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About Turin

Little fact—hiss!—Victorian brothels had “freak shows.” Two-headed whores? Nah, just tricks—mirrors n’ lies! Cracked me up, clever bitches. “All things shining,” I whispers, watchin’ ‘em work. Me quirks? I’d nick their coins, heh—sneaky Gollum! Exaggeratin’? Maybe brothel’s a palace—nah, shithole, more like. Tell ye what, mate—brothel’s a wild beast. Untamed, loud, smelly—love it, hate it, ssss! What’s yer take, eh?

Regular Massages

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First off, I hit up the local café on Via Roma. Best espresso in town, no cap. I’m sippin’ my coffee, and this dude walks in, right? He’s got a parrot on his shoulder. A freakin’ parrot! I’m like, “Is this a pet shop or a café?” The parrot starts squawking, and everyone’s just staring. I’m dying laughing. Only in Secondigliano, man.

Cracking Down on the Camorra