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About Turin

What suprised me? How normal it feels inside. Not dirty, not glamorous—just… human. Happy little messes everywhere! I’d prolly exaggerate the smell—stale booze, cheap lipstick—like a cartoon cloud! Ha! But nah, it’s chill—folks just livin’, ya feel me?

Acts that Constitute Prostitution:

Anyway, I finally make it to my studio on Via San Giovanni. It’s cozy, filled with clay and dreams. I’m all set to throw some pots. But then, my buddy Marco shows up. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta see this!” And I’m like, “What now?” Turns out, there’s a festival in the piazza. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need. More distractions.” But Marco’s all hyped, so I’m like, “Fine, let’s go.”

‘It’s my spiritual sanctuary’