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About Turin

This lass, called her Ruby—prolly not her real name, who cares?—she’d strut the docks, all sass and cheap rum on her breath. Eyes like a storm, cut ye deeper’n a cutlass. I was half-drunk, stumblin’ outta some tavern, when she nabbed me coat. “Where’s me gold, pirate?” she slurs, bold as brass. Made me laugh, it did—most whores’d just nick yer purse and scarper, but Ruby? She’d haggle ye blind, then bed ye silly. Savvy?

Albignasego Travel Guide: Discover Italy's Hidden Gem

So, I wrap up my day, and I’m walking back home through Via dei Martiri. The sun’s setting, and the sky is all orange and pink. I’m thinking, “Maybe today wasn’t so bad after all.”

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