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About Florence

So yeah. Escort. It’s a rollercoaster. Love-hate baby. Keeps me alive. Like “Spring Breakers”. Trashy glory. “This is the fuckin’ dream!” I say. Designin’ it. Playin’ it. Screamin’ at it. All of it. Pure Walken. Unhinged. Perfect.

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So, I’m in my zone, right? Molding clay, feeling all artsy. Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Marco barges in. He’s all hyped up, talkin’ about some festival happening later. “Dude, you gotta come! There’s gonna be food, music, and all the locals!” I’m like, “Yeah, sounds cool, but I’m kinda busy here.” But he’s relentless.

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