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About Turin

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like I’m some expert, but jeez, the word itself—whore—it’s got this vibe, y’know? Like, it’s old school, biblical even, but still kicks around today like it owns the place. I mean, who uses “whore” anymore without soundin’ like a total schmuck? Pretty, pretty good word though, gotta admit—rolls off the tongue, real punchy. Anyway, I’m ramblin’, but here’s the deal—I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, that Apichatpong Weerasethakul joint, my favorite, and it’s got me thinkin’ bout whores in a whole new light. Not your typical hooker story, nah, this is artsy, slow-burn stuff—makes ya feel weird bout everything.

The life lessons that I discovered from being a whore

Then, I head over to the industrial zone. You know, where all the factories are? I’m checkin’ on my latest project, a new production line. But when I get there, the whole place is a mess! Pipes burstin’, machines breakin’ down. I’m like, “What the actual heck?!” My workers are runnin’ around like headless chickens. I’m tryin’ to keep my cool, but inside, I’m ready to explode.

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