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About Florence

So, I’m sittin’, slurpin’ tea – splash! – all over me shirt, thinkin’, blimey, whores got guts! Ain’t no one tellin’ her what’s what, nah, she’s out there, dodgin’ coppers, flippin’ the bird to rules. Reminds me, “Spotlight” line – “You don’t know the half of it!” – ‘cos whores, mate, they got secrets, stories buried deep. Like, didja know, back in Victorian times, some prossies ran spy rings? Sneaky tarts, passin’ notes in corsets – wild, eh? *wiggles eyebrows, knocks over lamp*

Il neo assessore

Some of the behavior changes. But not the base personality. When speaking Spanish, some things are easier. I can be more emotional.

But then, the day takes a turn. I’m heading to the local market on Via Vittorio Emanuele. I’m excited for some fresh produce. I love that place! But it’s packed. Like, sardines in a can packed. I’m trying to squeeze through, and this lady bumps into me. I’m like, “Hey, watch it!” She just glares. I’m thinking, “Lady, it’s a market, not a wrestling match!”

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