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About Florence

What gets me ragin’? Them pious twats judgin’ her. Callin’ her filth while they’re slippin’ her gold in the dark. Hypocrites, all o’ em! I’d toast to her, mate, coz she’s realer than most. “This is my life,” she’d say, shruggin’, like it’s just another night. Surprised me how calm she is—me, I’d be screamin’, settin’ shit on fire!

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Finally, the rain stops, and I’m soaked but happy. I decide to head to the park, Parco della Resistenza. It’s my go-to spot for chillin’. I plop down on a bench, and just as I’m about to relax, a bunch of kids run by, playing soccer. One of them kicks the ball, and it hits me right in the leg. Ouch! I’m like, “Hey, watch it!” But they just laugh and keep running. Kids, man.

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