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About Florence

How you doin’ with her around? Me, I’m sweatin’, tryna keep up. She’s a pain in my ass, but I’d miss her crazy shit. Once, she threw a brick at my shop window—my window!—just to “test me.” I yelled, “You fuckin’ kiddin’ me?!” Fixed it in like 20 minutes, tho—glazier skills, baby! She laughed, called me a wizard. Damn right I am!

What to eat in San Cipirello

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First off, I’m a Clinical Research Specialist, which sounds fancy, but really, I just deal with a lot of data and people. So, I’m out here trying to get my coffee fix at Bar Centrale on Via Roma. You know, the one with the best cornetti? Yeah, that one. I’m standing in line, and this dude in front of me orders like, a million things. Like, bro, it’s 7 AM! Chill!

Figure 1: The Campanaru pierced rock on Monte Arcivocalotto.