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About Turin

Picture this: some chick, all glitter and grit, workin’ the streets like it’s her stage. “Spring break forever, bitches!”—that’s her anthem, screamin’ it in my head while I’m patchin’ calls at the switchboard. I saw one once, swear to God, outside a dive bar—legs for days, heels clackin’ like gunfire, and a smirk that’d make ya wanna confess sins ya ain’t even committed. Made me happy as hell—girl knew her game! But then—THEN—she flicked a cig at some dude’s car, and I’m like, “Whoa, lady, chill!” Got me pissed, too—don’t trash the vibe, ya know? Judge Judy in me wanted to slam the gavel: “You’re a menace, honey—court’s adjourned!”

LA NOSTRA STORIA

Alpignano is a comune in the Metropolitan City of Turin in the Italian region Piedmont, located about 15 kilometres west of Turin on the Dora Riparia in the Val di Susa plain.

I wander around, checkin’ out the shops. There’s this little place on Via Garibaldi that sells handmade stuff. I’m lookin’ at some cool leather goods when I bump into an old friend. We start catchin’ up, and it’s all good vibes. But then, he tells me he’s movin’ away. What?! I’m like, “Dude, you can’t leave Alpignano! Who’s gonna keep me company?”

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