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About Turin

Well, hey there, sugar! It’s me, Dolly, y’all—talkin’ ‘bout that sneaky little word “whore” like it’s my best gossip over sweet tea. Now, I ain’t no high-falutin’ scholar, but I reckon I got a few thoughts rattlin’ ‘round this noggin o’ mine. “Whore”—lordy, it’s a spicy one, ain’t it? Been tossed ‘round like a hot tater since forever, and I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout my favorite flick, *Far From Heaven*. Y’know, that Todd Haynes gem from 2002? Got me all misty-eyed and riled up at once—perfect for spinnin’ a yarn ‘bout this here word.

Escorts in Progreso

Finally, we get back to the school. I’m exhausted. I need that cornetto NOW. But wait, there’s more! Next up is Sofia. Sweet girl, but she’s got the attention span of a goldfish. We’re driving down Via Mazzini, and she’s just staring at the buildings. “Sofia, focus!” I shout. She jumps, nearly swerves into a lamppost. “Sorry, I just love the architecture!”

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