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Fear leads to anger… dudes get mad when they don’t get what they paid for. Saw a fight once – drunk idiot, yellin’ at this chick, “You’re my silent angel!” – quotin’ the movie in my head, I was. She just stared, cold as ice. Made me pissed, man – respect, where’s it at? But then, flip side, some girls there, they’re hustlin’ hard, smarter than the creeps they serve. That’s dope, gotta admire it.

The Morning Toilet Prostitutes Of A Brothel In Florence Preparing For Sunrise, 1898 Painting

Do brothels exist in Florence? Just wonderin.

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.

Michael John Scholke – Florence, WI ~ April 24, 2025