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About Turin

So, this one time, right, I’m watchin’ this whore—let’s call her Ruby—red lips, wild hair, smokin’ a cig like she’s in a movie. She’s got guts, y’know? Heard she once conned some rich git outta his watch—solid gold, too! Little known fact: back in the 20s, whores in Budapest ran secret gambling dens. True story, mate, look it up! Ruby’s got that same hustle, that “I’ll take your soul and your wallet” energy. Makes me grin, thinkin’ bout it—growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” ‘cause I SEE it, the real shit.

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So, I decide to explore a bit. I wander down to the Castello di Vignola. It’s this stunning castle, all ancient and majestic. I’m standing there, looking up, and I’m like, “Wow, this place has seen some stuff.” I can’t help but snap a few pics. Gotta show the folks back home, right?

Eric Vignola