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About Turin

Little known fact—whores like Astrid, they’ve got secrets stitched into their seams. Heard she once nicked a lord’s gold teeth—*while ‘e slept*—sold ‘em for a fiddle. That’s me kinda gal! Made me laugh ‘til me sides split. But—oh, mate—it pissed me off when some git roughed ‘er up. Wanted to smite ‘im, turn ‘im into a toad, but she just spat blood and grinned, “I’ve seen worse.” Tough as nails, that one. Reminds me of Malik again—“It’s not about luck, it’s about will.” She *willed* ‘erself outta the muck.

Isernia and its province, villages and castles

Isernia is a historic town located in the central part of Molise, nestled in the foothills of the Apennine Mountains. As the provincial capital of Isernia, it sits along the banks of the Rivers .

So, we hit the bar, and it’s packed. Everyone’s laughin’, talkin’, and I’m just happy to be there. We order some spritzes, and I start tellin’ Marco about my day. He’s crackin’ up, especially about the gelato. “You should’ve saved it!” he says. I mean, I wish I could’ve!

Antonio Isernia Obituary - Suffern, NY