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About Turin

Personal quirk alert—I’m a SUCKER for the tease of it. The buildup? Kills me! Like when they start at yer feet, workin’ up slow—ugh, I’m yellin’ in my head, “Hurry up, but don’t!” Gets me all tingly, like seein’ a hot chick at Central Perk. Once had this masseuse, right? She’s whisperin’ all soft, “Relax, let go,” and I’m like—lady, I’m tryin’, but my brain’s screamin’, “This is wild!” Made me laugh mid-massage—awkward as hell. She’s like, “What’s funny?” I’m like, “Nothin’, just happy down there!” Total Joey move.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m sprinting down Via della Libertà, trying to find shelter. I duck into this little bakery, Panificio Cavarzere. Best pastries ever! I grab a croissant, and it’s warm and flaky. I’m feeling a bit better, but then I realize I left my umbrella at home. Great. Just great.

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