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About Florence

I’ve seen it all, mate—sex-dating’s a battlefield. Once met this lass online, said she’s a “fun vibe.” Shows up, twice my age, smellin’ like old cabbage—fuckin’ hell! I drink to forget that shit. But then, there’s the wins—like this one bird, curvy as a Dornish wine barrel, met her for a shag, no strings. Pure bliss, “very good, sir,” as Monsieur Gustave would say. Sex-dating’s a gamble—sometimes you score, sometimes you’re stuck wankin’ alone.

Who we are?

But then, I saw this old man feeding pigeons. He had this huge smile, and it made me forget about the kid. I mean, how can you be mad when you see someone so happy? I started thinking about how simple life can be. Just a guy, some birds, and a whole lotta joy.

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