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About Turin

Here’s a lil story—knew this gal once, called her Sugar, worked downtown. She’d laugh, sayin’, “Phil, I’m the queen of this dump!” Had this gap-tooth grin, smoked like a chimney—12 cigs a day, swear it. Made me happy, seein’ her sass, but damn, it broke my heart too. She’d quote movies, but twist ‘em—“I’m the king of the world!”—yellin’ it from a busted balcony. Total nutcase, loved her for it. Whore ain’t just a job, y’all—it’s a freakin’ saga.

The POV party continues with the lovely Monica Austin up next She puts

Next, I decide to hit up the local market on Via della Libertà. Fresh produce, handmade stuff, you know the vibe. I’m chatting with the vendors, and they’re all super friendly. I grab some fresh tomatoes and basil. Gotta make that caprese salad later. But then, I see this vintage jacket at a stall. It’s calling my name! I haggle like a pro, and I get it for a steal. Score!

Serie C Playoffs: Forlimpopoli and Santarcangelo ready for the challenge for promotion