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About Turin

Speakin’ o’ *Far From Heaven*, there’s that line—“I’m going to be just fine”—Cathy says it, all brave-like, but you know she’s dyin’ inside. That’s what “whore” feels like to me—somebody’s fightin’ to keep their chin up while the world’s pitchin’ stones. Makes me wanna hug ‘em tight and say, “Honey, you’re prettier’n a peach pie, don’t you fret!” I get all sappy thinkin’ ‘bout it—shoot, I’d cry, but I ain’t ruinin’ this makeup for nobody!

Brothels in Genoa: history and curiosity

red light district of genova.

Next, I wander down to the Porto Antico. The harbor is beautiful, man. Boats everywhere, and the sea breeze is just perfect. I’m thinkin’ about life, you know? Like, why am I crunching numbers when I could be sailing the Mediterranean? But then I see this seagull. And this seagull? It’s eyeing my sandwich. I swear, it was plotting my demise. I had to defend my lunch like it was the last meal on Earth.

Fire leaves multiple Genoa homes in ruins