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About Florence

It’s showtime! Alright, listen up, fam—this shepherd’s got thots on whores, and I ain’t holdin back. Whore, huh? Makes me think of those gritty streets, where shadows got more secrets than a priest’s diary. Reminds me of “Toni Erdmann”—you seen that flick? My fave, hands down. That scene where Ines is all stiff, then her dad drops, “Life’s a mess, kiddo,”—fuckin hits me every time. Whores, man, they’re like that—messy, raw, real. Not judgin, tho—takes guts to hustle like that. Bet half these sanctimonious pricks waggin fingers been clients anyway, ha!

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So, I’m hustlin’ down Via Roma, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be great!” I had this live ad gig lined up at the piazza. You know, the one with the fountain? Yeah, that one. But first, coffee. Gotta fuel up, ya know?

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