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About Turin

Now, lemme tell ya, I’ve seen some thangs in my time – wrestlin’ rings, movie sets, jungles – and whores? They’re everywhere, man! Not just the obvious ones neither. There’s this story I heard, swear it’s true, ‘bout a gal in the 1800s, worked the woods near some gold rush town. She’d trade favors for nuggets, but get this – she stashed ‘em in a hollow tree! Freakin’ genius! Found it years later, rotted out, gold spillin’ everywhere. Made me laugh my ass off – “Know your role, lady!” – she was the real MVP of that forest, outsmartin’ every damn prospector.

Suggested accommodation: Town of Brunico

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But then, I see this group of tourists trying to take a selfie in front of the castle. They’re struggling, and I can’t help but chuckle. I mean, come on! It’s not rocket science! I offer to take the pic for them, and they’re all grateful. I snap a few shots, and they’re like, “You should be a photographer!” I’m like, “Nah, I’m just a Resnik who can’t even take a decent selfie.”

Deki: “Only good memories of Brunico”