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About Turin

So I’m thinkin’, maybe hit up the shady side o’ town, right? Dark alleys, neon lights flickerin’ like Marge’s old hairdryer. Mmm… donuts. Wait, no, focus, Homer! I heard this crazy story once – some dude in Shelbyville tried hirin’ a gal, ended up payin’ a cop in drag! Swear to Jebus, made me laugh so hard I spilled my Duff. Gotta watch out for that crap – stings worse than a bee in your pants!

About Nikki Kreuzer

Then, I had a client meeting at a café on Via Madonna del Ponte. I was all set to help this lady find a dress for her daughter’s wedding. She was late, of course. I mean, c’mon, it’s Balestrate! You can’t be late to a meeting when the sun’s shining and the gelato’s calling! Finally, she shows up, and she’s like, “I need something fabulous!” I’m thinking, “Girl, we’re in a small town, not Milan!” But I kept my cool.

Marina di Balestrate, from theater of the absurd to marina