Esme Florence Whore ❤️

About Palermo

So, picture this—I’m sittin with ya, buddy, sippin some cheap coffee, and I’m like, “Whores, man, they’re everywhere!” Not just the street corner gals—nah, I mean the big shots too. Wall Street? Whores! Politicians? Whores! Sellin themselves to billionaires—makes me wanna puke! “Billionaires should not exist!”—they’re the pimps, and we’re all caught in their game. Makes me so damn mad, I could smash this mug!

The Center of the World

Florence: I'm your whore. Florence: Do you have a secret fantasy? Richard Longman: [laughs] Not really. Florence: Come on, come on, everybody has a secret.

After that, I decided to stroll down to the Ponte Vecchio. It’s this iconic bridge, right? Full of shops and tourists. I’m walking, and it’s like a scene from a movie. The Arno River is glistening, and I’m feeling all artsy. But then, bam! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, really? I’m in Florence, and this is how I’m welcomed? I laughed it off, but inside, I was like, “Dude, you had one job!”

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