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About Turin

Carpenter’s eye, I spot the details. Her shoes? Worn heels, splintered like old timber. Tells ya she’s been at it ages. “Time’s a thief,” like in the movie—steals her youth, don’t it? Surprised me, though, she’s got this grin—pure mischief. Happy as a pig in shit, some days. Other times, she’s knackered, slumped like a busted chair.

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So, I finally get home, and I’m exhausted. I plop down on my bed, still in my kimono, and just laugh. What a day! I mean, who knew being a geisha in Collecchio could be this wild? I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Well, maybe a day without balloon pops and tea spills. But hey, that’s life, right?

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