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About Turin

So, you’re wanderin’, heart racin’, thinkin’, “Am I a muppet doin’ this?” Then – bam! – there she is, all sass, leanin’ on a lamppost. “What’s your name, kid?” she says, straight outta *Moonrise Kingdom*. You stutter, sweat buckets – me, I’d be laughin’ my arse off designin’ that bit. Add some wonky dialogue options, like, “Fancy a synergy sesh?” – pure Brent gold, that! Players’d cringe so hard they’d love it. Oh, and fun fact – in old Paris, they’d call ‘em “grisettes”, after their grey dresses. Chuck that in, bit of trivia, keeps it real.

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While I’m waitin’, I decide to grab a coffee at that little café on Piazza della Libertà. Best coffee in town, no joke. I order my usual, a cappuccino, and sit outside. The vibe is nice, people chattin’, kids playin’. I’m feelin’ a bit better. Then, outta nowhere, this kid spills his juice all over my shoes. Great! Just great!

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