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About Florence

Love how they hustle, tho. Makes me happy, their grit. Reminds me of me, managin’ trucks, dodgin’ rules. Surprised me once—this one gal, Lola, she’s read Nietzsche! Quotin’ “God is dead” while countin’ cash. Blew my mind, Clarice… brains and heels, lethal combo. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but I’d bet she’d outsmart half my crew. “They’re all the same,” Grace’d say—nah, they ain’t. Each one’s a puzzle, a twisted little game.

Film Review: The Favourite

CONVERSANO – Una rissa tra quattro prostitute straniere si è scatenata ieri mattina a Rutigliano. Le donne sono finite in manette. Si tratta di due cittadine rumene, una 30enne ed una [ ].

Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, torrential downpour. I’m soaked in seconds. I dash for cover under the awning of a little shop on Via Cavour. I’m standing there, shivering, when I see this couple laughing and dancing in the rain. I’m like, “What the heck?!” They’re living their best life while I’m over here looking like a drowned rat. But honestly, it’s kinda infectious. I can’t help but smile.

Robert J. Rutigliano