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I seen it, yeh, creepin’ round shadows – whores got stories, precious, wild ones! One time, heard ‘bout this gal, Maria, down Rio way – not her real name, nah, who cares? She was tradin’ tricks to feed her kid, gutsy as Lil’ Zé, that mad bastard. “I’m the king ‘round here,” he’d scream – but Maria, she ruled quiet-like, sneaky. Made me happy, yeh, seein’ her outsmart the pigs, but pissed me off too – world’s cruel, innit?

Curiosities, stories and anecdotes from the streets of Florence

Prostitution in Italy (Italian: prostituzione), defined as the exchange of sexual acts for money, is legal, although organized prostitution, whether indoors in brothels or controlled by third parties, .

Folks here talk and walk quick. Like, sometimes I hear “The Master, man!” echoing when someone’s all excited or maybe just chillin’. Funny, huh? I once even witnessed a deep convo right outside the little cafe at 5th & Broad. I was thinkin’, “Wow, this city can make you feel like a floating marionette – strings and all!” And dang, did it ever get me pumped.

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