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About Florence

Eh, what’s up, doc? So, prostitute, huh? Man, talkin’ bout sellin’ love for bucks—wild stuff! Watched *Certified Copy* lately, fave flick, y’know? That line, “It’s not the original, it’s a copy,” hits deep. Makes me think—prostitutes, they’re kinda copies too, right? Not the real deal, just playin’ a part. Ain’t that a trip? Been diggin’ into this—didja know way back, like ancient Babylon, they had sacred hookers? Temple gals, bangin’ for the gods! Nuts, huh? Got me laughin’—imagine that gig today, tax forms’d be a riot.

Historical notes on Borgetto

Discover Borgetto, a Sicilian town surrounded by the Gulf of Castellammare, with its history, symbols, monuments, and the feast of San Giuseppe.

So, I finish my pizza, and I’m feeling good. I head out, but then I see this street performer on Via Roma. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s actually kinda nice. I toss him a couple of euros, and he gives me a nod. I’m like, “Yeah, I’m a patron of the arts now.”

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