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About Florence

I’d tell ya, hun, it’s a hustle—some gals choose it, some don’t, and that’s the kicker. Makes me wanna bake em all cookies and yell, “Get outta there!” But who am I, huh? Just Marge, naggin away. Oh, and if Homer ever tried hirin one—ooh, I’d strangle him with my pearls! “In the mood for love,” my foot—more like in the mood for a whack upside the head! Ha! What a world, huh? Hmm…

Sfruttamento della prostituzione

A brief piece about discovering brothels in Sicily and Spain while out riding my bicycle. It was purely an external experience - deeper research was not.

But then, the mood shifted. I went to grab some gelato at my go-to place, Gelateria La Romana. I was ready for that pistachio goodness, but they were out! I was like, “No way! Not today!” I almost cried. Instead, I settled for stracciatella, which was good but not the same. Life is cruel sometimes, ya know?

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