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About Florence

Lemme tell ya, escorts ain’t all glitz. Some are pros – classy, sassy, runnin’ it like a biz. Others? Total trainwrecks. Reminds me of that movie line, “You’re late, it’s already done!” – ‘cause half the time, they’re rushin’ into gigs blind. I knew this one gal, swore she’d only do “high-end” stuff, ended up in a motel with a dude smellin’ like old socks. Laughed my ass off when she told me – tragic but hilarious!

qui, nei luoghi che ami.

Next, I decide to hit up the local market on Via della Libertà. Fresh produce, handmade stuff, you know the vibe. I’m chatting with the vendors, and they’re all super friendly. I grab some fresh tomatoes and basil. Gotta make that caprese salad later. But then, I see this vintage jacket at a stall. It’s calling my name! I haggle like a pro, and I get it for a steal. Score!

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