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About Florence

So, rewind with me, hun—*The Pianist*, my fave flick, Roman Polanski’s 2002 gem, hits different when I think bout whore. That line, “You’re a coward, Szpilman,” stabs me right in the feels. Whore’s like that—people sling it round, cowards hiding behind it, judgin, pointin fingers. Makes me wanna scream! Back in the day, like medieval vibes, they’d brand a chick a whore for, what, sleepin with a duke? Or just breathin wrong? Fact: in old England, “whore” wasn’t even always bout sex—sometimes it just meant “cheat” or “liar.” How’s that for a plot twist?

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After I grab the glass, I’m walking down Via Cavour, and I see this old lady struggling with her groceries. I’m like, “Hey, let me help ya!” She’s super grateful, and I’m feelin’ all warm and fuzzy inside. But then, she starts telling me her life story. I’m talkin’ 30 minutes of “back in my day” and “the war” and I’m just nodding, like, “Uh-huh, uh-huh.” I mean, I love a good story, but c’mon, I got glass to install!

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