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About Turin

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, thinkin’—damn, should I try it? Nah, I’d be yellin’, “Get your hands off me!” like Jared Leto losin’ his arm in that flick. Too intense for my ass! Still, respect the hustle—parlors rakin’ it in, untaxed, under the radar. “It’s not the drugs, it’s the dream!”—Aronofsky knew, motherfucker, it’s all a grind!

Lucrezia Borgia

Lucrezia gained a reputation as a patron of the arts. But her standing still suffers from rumours of incest, the birth of that mysterious baby, the murder of her second husband and her .

So, I’m tryin’ to calm everyone down, right? I’m like, “Guys, chill! We got this!” But inside, I’m like, “What the heck is goin’ on?” I head to the yard, and there’s this group of inmates laughin’ and pointin’. I’m thinkin’, “What’s so funny?” Turns out, they were watchin’ some pigeons fightin’ over a piece of bread. I mean, really? Pigeons? That’s what’s entertainin’ you?

The Bond of Sisters: A Tribute to Matilde Lorenzi