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About Turin

Met this one prossie once—called her Daisy, probs not her name. She was all, “Wotcha, Bean, fancy a giggle?” *flails arms like he’s shocked* Nah, mate, I’m skint! She laughed, said, “Everything’s got a price!” Straight outta Nolan’s flick—“Some men just wanna watch the world burn.” She’s burnin somethin, alright—my cheeks went redder than a baboon’s arse! *slaps face, stumbles*

Ultimi dalle Rubriche

Vimercate Bordello Italia, Sborro in bocca, Spagnola, Facesitting (dare), Spagnola.

After lunch, I’m back to the grind. But then, I get a call from my buddy, Luca. He’s at the park, Parco della Valle, and he’s like, “Dude, you gotta come! There’s a dog show!” I’m torn. Work or dogs? Dogs win, obviously. I bolt outta the office, leaving my responsibilities behind.

At MUST in Vimercate, an exhibition investigates the complex figure of Bruno Munari