Anna Camposampiero Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Florence

Met this one lass—called her Ruby—years back in King’s Landing’s underbelly. Wiry thing, smelled of cheap rosewater and desperation. She’d laugh, sayin’ her “office” was any dark alley. Once saw her dodge a drunken lord—quick as a cat, she was! Made me happy, her grit—then angry, cos why’s she gotta live like that? World’s a shitheap sometimes. “What do we do with the time?”—another *Holy Motors* gem. Ruby didn’t have much choice, did she?

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I sit down on a bench, and this old guy starts chatting me up. He’s telling me stories about the good ol’ days in Camposampiero. I’m nodding along, but inside, I’m thinking, “Dude, I just need five minutes!” But he’s got this twinkle in his eye, and I can’t help but smile.

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