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About Turin

So I’m sippin my martini – “shaken, not stirred” – scopin the scene. This bird catches my eye, all sass and leather. I’m thinkin, “Is she the one?” Kinda like pickin a reagent for an experiment – gotta be precise. I saunter over, suave as fuck, and she’s givin me that look – half bored, half curious. “What’s a posh git like you want?” she says. I laugh – love the cheek! “Just a dance before the end,” I quip, noddin to *Melancholia*’s vibe. She rolls her eyes – fair enough.

A Lido Adriano

First off, I step outta my place on Via dei Pini, and boom! It’s like a sauna out there. I’m talkin’ sweat dripping down my back before I even hit the pavement. Like, c’mon, it’s not even 9 AM! I’m already regretting my life choices. But whatever, I’m here for the vibes, right?

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