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About Florence

Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. Picture this—me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’, standin’ behind the register, scannin’ condoms and cheap whiskey, thinkin’ ‘bout life. Whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they? Not just the street corner gals, nah, I mean the whole damn vibe—like in my fave flick, *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*. That movie, whew, it’s raw, gritty, Romanian as hell. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met—let’s call her Roxie. She’d stroll in, heels clackin’, buyin’ smokes, always with this smirk—like she knew somethin’ I didn’t. “How much time we got left?” she’d say, echoin’ that line from the film. Made me laugh, man, every damn time.

Exploring the Ancient Ruins of Oplontis

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Then, BOOM! Outta nowhere, this kid on a scooter zooms past me. Almost takes my leg off! I’m like, “Hey, watch it, Speed Racer!” He just laughs and keeps goin’. Kids these days, man. No respect. But I can’t help but smile. It’s the energy of the city.

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