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About Turin

So, ya strollin’ down some shady alley, right? Smells like piss an’ regret. Makes me angry, this filth – why can’t it be clean like my gym? But then, bam, ya spot her – red heels, smokin’ a ciggie. Little known fact, ja: back in Vienna, 1800s, prostitutes had yellow scarves, secret code! Cool, huh? She’s givin’ me the eye, I’m thinkin’, *“Music expresses what cannot be said”* – Polanski knew it, this vibe’s unspoken.

Legal subjects

Only one, a prostitute called Teresa Provenzano, whose house was used as a meeting-place by the gang, was convicted on any other charge, and she had her two-.

Anyway, I help the old guy across. He’s super grateful, and I’m feeling like a hero for a hot sec. But then, he starts telling me about the “good ol’ days” in Polistena. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, I get it, you walked uphill both ways.” Classic!

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