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About Turin

Funniest bit? Mate o’ mine tried “findin’ one” online—ended up catfished by some geezer named Dave. Laughed me arse off! “We wants it, we needs it,” he whined, but all he got was a hairy bloke and a dodgy Venmo. Still, makes me twitchy—whole game’s a mess. You ever notice how them ads pop up, all “discreet fun”? Bollocks, it’s a trap, precious, like that black goo in the film suckin’ ya in.

Bhopal Red Light Areas

A volume of short stories inspired by the many meetings facts in the street: authentic shards of life A junkie, a prostitute, a migrant, a borderline.

But then, as I’m sipping my coffee, I see this commotion outside. A bunch of kids are running around, and I’m thinking, “What now?” Turns out, they’re setting up for some festival. I didn’t even know there was a festival today! Thiene’s always got something going on, but this? This was a surprise.

Fig. 1 Andrea Palladio, excerpts of villas Poiana, Zeno, and Thiene in...