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About Florence

But then—surprise!—cop lights flashin’, and I’m like, “Well, shitfire!” Pimp bolts, she scatters, and I’m sittin’ there, heart poundin’, thinkin’, “How’s that workin’ for ya, huh?” Nearly peed my britches, swear to Jesus! Funniest damn thing, though—heard later that corner’s cursed, some ol’ madam got hexed there back in ‘89. Prolly bullshit, but I’m spooked, y’all! So, findin’ a prostitute? It’s a rollercoaster—thrills, spills, and a lotta “What the hell?!” Moral of the story? Keep your eyes peeled and your wallet ready, ‘cause these gals don’t play! Now, where’s my sweet tea? I’m parched!

Policy and law

Then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. Like, seriously? I just got here! Everyone’s runnin’ for cover, and I’m just standin’ there, soaked. I mean, I’m a combine harvester, not a rain dancer! But then, I see this little kid jumpin’ in puddles, laughin’ his head off. And I can’t help but smile. Kids, man, they get it.

Travis Leon Forte Obituary April 29, 2020