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About Turin

Aight, so I’m cruisin, right? City’s buzzin, lights flashin, and I’m like, “Where she at tho?” Reminds me of Ida, searchin for truth, but I’m huntin somethin else, ya dig? I hit up this shady corner—heard whispers bout it. Fun fact: back in the day, cops used to call these spots “red light traps,” bustin fools left and right. Wild, right? History’s got jokes.

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देवदासी म्हणून जगणे नशिबी आल्याने सांगलीतील वेश्या वस्तीत.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m talking torrential downpour. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m running for cover, and I end up in this little café on Via della Libertà. I’m dripping wet, looking like a drowned rat, and the barista just stares at me. I laugh it off, “Just your average forester, no biggie!”

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