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About Florence

Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble! Findin’ a prostitute, eh? Tricky business, innit? Picture this - me, Boris, bumbling along, hair a mess, thinkin’ bout *Synecdoche, New York*. That film, blimey, Kaufman’s a genius! Life’s a stage, all that jazz - “The end is built into the beginning,” he says. So, prostitutes, right? Been around forever, haven’t they? Oldest job goin’, *sine qua non* of dodgy streets. Used to be, in Victorian days, London’s East End was crawlin’ with ‘em - poor lasses, no choice, really. Made me bloody angry, that did - still does! Society, pah, what a shambles.

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Finally, my buddy shows up, and we hit up this local trattoria, Trattoria da Nino. The food is unreal. I’m talkin’ homemade pasta that makes you wanna cry. We’re laughing, sharing stories, and I’m just grateful for moments like this.

Verdi's Rigoletto from NY's Metropolitan Opera