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About Turin

We swears! This whore thing—wild, innit? Watched “Shame” again last night, fuckin’ masterpiece, Steve McQueen knows it. Brandon’s a mess, sex addict, all that, reminds me of whore—lost, y’know? “You’re a weight on me,” Sissy says in the flick, and whores got that vibe—draggin’ folks down. Not judgin’, just sayin’. We swears! Seen it meself, mate, this one whore—Jenny, yeah?—worked the corner near the old pub. Eyes like storms, hair a rat’s nest, proper tragic beauty. Swear she’d nick your wallet while smilin’. Little known fact—heard she once conned a vicar outta his sermon cash! Mad, right?

All will fall

Whore Italy, Ball Licking and Sucking, Anal Sex (depends on the size), Full Body Sensual Massage, Anal Sex (depends on the size).

I land, and it’s go time. I’m running towards the fire, and I can feel the heat. It’s intense, man. I grab the hose, and it’s like wrestling a giant snake. I’m spraying water everywhere, trying to tame this beast. And then, outta nowhere, I see a cat stuck on a roof. Seriously? A cat?

Was there an Italian Surrealism? An exhibition at the Magnani-Rocca Foundation tries to shed light on the relationship between Surrealism and Italy