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About Florence

Once knew this gal—total badass whore. Worked downtown, neon lights, stank of cigs. She’d laugh, say, “I’m my own empire.” Loved that. Reminded me of Benicio in the flick—caring, but dark. “The worst is over,” he says. Whore’s life ain’t over, tho. Keeps going, gritty as hell. Surprised me how tough she was—steel core, man.

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First off, I hit the streets of Via Roma, right? The sun was blazin’, and I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” I grab my coffee from that little bar on the corner. You know the one? The one with the best cornetti in town. I swear, I could live off those things. But I digress.

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