Sofia Melfi Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Florence

Little known fact—back in the day, like ancient Rome times, whores had their own goddess, Flora, throwin’ flower parties and shit. Wild, right? Makes me happy thinkin’ they had some fun, not just grindin’. But what pisses me off? Folks judgin’ ‘em—like, who’re you, Mr. High-and-Mighty, to point fingers? Gets my stripes all twisted! I wanna scream, “It’s not the end!”—another movie gem—‘cause it ain’t. They’re survivors, man, tougher than a coffin nail.

Big Girls Don't Cry

I think it was to show that Melfi often blurs the line between therapist and curious bystander of Tony's life.

Power comes back on, and the place erupts. I’m feelin’ like a rockstar. But then, I see a couple arguing in the corner. It’s awkward, man. They’re throwin’ insults like it’s a sport. I’m just tryin’ to serve drinks and not get involved. But then, the guy throws a napkin at the girl. I’m like, “Dude, really? Napkin fights? We’re not in kindergarten!”

James Melfi Obituary (2019) - North Providence, RI - The Providence Journal