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About Turin

Alright, monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Here’s me, Dexter, talkin bout whores—yeah, that kinda whore. Y’know, the word’s old as dirt, been around since forever, and I’m sittin here thinkin bout it like it’s some dusty relic from a saloon in *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*. That movie, man, it’s my jam—slow, moody, all about betrayal and quiet rage. Whores fit right in that vibe, don’t they? Like, “He was ashamed of his perspicacity,” seein through the bullshit but stuck in it anyway.

Come and taste the Stockfish of Mammola and Stockfish of Cittanova at typical festivals

Whore · Prostitute Cittanova Beverly · Brothel Mirabella Imbaccari Ariel · Whore Cusano Amber · Sexual massage Torre Santa Susanna Beatrice · Brothel Calcinate.

First off, I’m strutting down Via Roma, feelin’ myself. Cittanova’s got this vibe, ya know? The streets are alive, people buzzin’ around like bees. I’m dodging tourists like I’m in a video game. Seriously, they’re everywhere! I almost tripped over some dude takin’ a selfie in front of the Duomo. Like, bro, it’s a church, not a runway!

A passage to Istria | Peter Caddick–Adams