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About Florence

D’oh! Alright, lemme tell ya bout whores, man! Whores, they’re everywhere, right? Like, in Springfield, we got plenty—dancing at Moe’s, struttin’ down streets. Makes me think of *In the Mood for Love*, ya know? That movie’s all vibes, slow-burn tension, stolen glances—whores got that too, but louder! Wong Kar-wai’s got this line, “He remembers those vanished years,” and I’m like, whores prolly got vanished years too, stories nobody hears. Ain’t that deep? D’oh!

Marcon-Gaggio-Colmello

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First off, I’m running late. Classic me. I sprint down Via Roma, dodging old ladies and their shopping carts. Like, come on, I got books to shelve! I finally get to the library, and guess what? The door’s locked! I’m banging on it like a madman. Turns out, I forgot my keys. Ugh! So, I’m standing there, feeling like a total idiot.