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About Florence

So yeah, it’s raw, it’s real—sometimes ya strike out, sometimes ya hit jackpot. Like “Holy Motors,” it’s absurd, beautiful, and fuckin’ nuts— “The beauty of the act!”—that’s sex-dating, my friends! Now lemme hear yer stories—go!

Other Veneto Cities:

cornudo/a, someone whose wife/husband is been unfaithful. callejero, someone who likes be always out the house, in a derogatory way could mean whore.

Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m sprinting down the street, trying to find shelter. I duck into this little café on Via Garibaldi. It’s cozy, and the smell of pastries is heavenly. I order a slice of tiramisu, and let me tell you, it was the best decision ever. I’m sitting there, watching the rain, feeling all philosophical. Like, life is weird, man. One minute you’re mad about gelato on your shoes, and the next you’re eating tiramisu and contemplating existence.

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