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About Florence

Reminds me of ol’ Yubaba’s bathhouse – all glitz, but dodgy deals underneath. Did ya know, right, back in Victorian times, prossies used to advertise with coded flowers? Red rose meant “I’m game” – little fact for ya, mate! Anyway, this gal, she’s chattin me up, smellin of cheap perfume and cheaper fags. Made me happy, tho – a real lass, not some stuck-up toff. “We shall fight the posh prudes,” I mutter, laughin to meself.

Prostitution Laws by State

First off, I hit up Via Roma for my usual espresso fix. You know, the one from that tiny café, Bar Centrale? Best coffee in town, hands down. But guess what? They ran outta beans! Like, seriously? How do you run outta coffee in Italy? I was ready to throw a fit. I mean, c’mon, it’s like a crime against humanity!

Archaeological dogs from the Early Holocene Zhokhov site in the Eastern Siberian Arctic