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About Turin

I hit the streets, tho—elevators get old fast. This one bird, right, she’s standin’ by a flickerin’ lamp, all sass and shadow. “What do you want?” she snaps, like I’m wastin’ her night. “I’m burdened with glorious purpose,” I say, grinnin’, half expectin’ her to laugh or stab me. She rolls her eyes—fair, I’d do the same. “Fifty quid,” she goes, and I’m like, mate, I’m a god, not a bank! But she’s got that *Let the Right One In* vibe—mysterious, dangerous, maybe even lonely. “I don’t let just anyone in,” she mutters, echoin’ the flick, and I’m hooked.

Rieti Girls

So, I’m fuming, right? I decide to hit up the local bakery on Via della Libertà. Best pastries ever! I’m thinking, “A cornetto will fix this.” I get in line, and this lady in front of me is taking FOREVER. Like, lady, it’s not rocket science! Just pick a pastry! I’m about to lose it. Finally, I get my cornetto, and it’s warm and flaky. Sweet relief!

Figure 8. Example of diterpenic (A) and triterpenic (B) skeletons...