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About Florence

Sometimes I wonder—why judge ‘em? Galaxy’s full of scum—politicians, Sith lords, worse than any hooker. Prozzie’s just tryna eat, man. “The show must go on,” Satine’d say—damn right. Hustle’s hustle. Ever hear bout the Victorian “fallen women”? Docs say half starved, half got syphilis—nasty shit. Surprised me—thought they’d at least get paid decent. Nope, screwed over, literally.

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I was getting frustrated. I mean, I came here for coffee, not to play detective. But then, out of nowhere, this little kid runs in, all giggles and energy. He trips and spills his hot chocolate everywhere. The barista freaks out, and I can’t help but laugh. It was like a scene from a comedy. The kid just gets up, shrugs it off, and runs back outside. Kids are wild, man.

Đukanović in Rome at a meeting with Mattarello