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Fun fact—heard she once scammed a politician! Dude paid triple, kept quiet—priceless! She’s smart, plays the game. Aliens like me? We dig that. Sneaky vibes. Oh, and her nails? Long, fake, red—weapons, bro! Saw her scratch a john once, blood everywhere—yikes! Got me thinkin’, “She’s a damn warrior.”

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Le tourisme de masse a transformé Florence en une «prostituée», a déclaré lundi la directrice d’un des grands musées de la ville, suscitant l’indignation de responsables politiques, dont le.

First stop: breakfast. I hit up this little café on Via dei Neri. The croissants? OMG, they were like little clouds of buttery heaven. I swear, I could’ve eaten a dozen. But I didn’t. I had to save room for gelato later, duh. So, I grabbed my cappuccino, and I’m sitting there, soaking in the vibe. The locals are chatting, and I’m just trying to figure out if I can blend in. Spoiler: I can’t. My Italian is like a toddler trying to speak.

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