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About Turin

O thou sweet friend, hark! I’m no stiff-necked economist, but I’ll spin thee a tale of sexual-massage, that slippery beast! Methinks it’s a trade old as dirt—yea, older than the stones in yonder hills. Picture this: hands gliding o’er flesh, a dance of oil and sighs, like Daniel Plainview chasing black gold in *There Will Be Blood*. “I drink your milkshake!”—ha! That’s what I’d shout if I caught some rogue masseuse pilfering my coin for a half-arsed rub.

United States

A warm greeting to all, I am a 30 year old Italian woman, elegant and sensual, passionate about erotic massages, tantra, and my specialty tantra foot.

I head over to the office on Via Cavour. It’s a small place, but it’s got character, ya know? Old brick walls, a bit of charm. But today? Today, it’s chaos. Papers everywhere, people running around like headless chickens. I’m like, “What happened? Did a tornado hit?” Turns out, the printer jammed. Classic.

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