Samantha Florence Brothel ❤️

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So yeah, brothel’s a shithole. Fun to bust, though—keeps me sharp. Insurance scam central, and I’m the badass who’s gonna nail ‘em. You wanna know more? Too bad, I’m done! Respect my freakin’ authoritah!

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My first thought as I walked into reception was that it was a brothel with its sweet smelling tacky insence and its bright pink walls.

Yo, listen up, dude – eat my shorts! Florence (us) is one wild scene, man. I’ve been chillin’ here for a while, and lemme tell ya – it's freakin’ rad. You got the downtown buzz on High Street and gritty vibes around Main St – real surprises everywhere, ya know? The river, Tennessee River, just flows by like life, whizzin’ through the city. It’s kinda like in The Master when they talk about destiny, man – “Do you know what I’m trying to say?” – it's all poetic rubbish and yet so damn real.

Sex and loneliness are intertwined and complementary. What Tracey Emin's exhibition in Florence looks like.