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Tip! Turin is a city of crumbing facades and fading surfaces. A memorial to regal splendour and industrial boom. Behind every door is a different world. Pass through a grand double-door in the southern part of the city into a quiet courtyard, through into a small room with a high ceiling and cracked white coving. The room holds a modest studio set up, everything laid out as if the occupant just left. It’s a workshop, littered with blank cassettes, sepia-tinted journals and unidentified family sc…