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About Florence

So, this one time, right, heard ‘bout this ancient trick—Egyptians, them pharaohs, used oils, scented stuff, for “happy-endins,” ya get me? Little fact, sneaky fact—blows me mind! Them old geezers knew how to chill, proper sexy-like. Makes me happy, yesss, thinkin’ ‘bout it—me own paws kneadin’ someone, heh! But then—argh!—some creepo masseur ruined it, chargin’ extra for “specials.” Greedy, nasty hobbitses! Made me mad, spittin’ mad!

Geografia fisica

After the session, I needed a breather. So, I strolled down to Piazza della Libertà. It’s this beautiful square, you know? The fountain was bubbling, and the sun was setting. I took a moment to just breathe. But then, I saw this street performer. He was playing the accordion, and it was like magic. I dropped a few coins, and he gave me a nod. Felt like a rockstar for a sec.