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About Florence

So, picture this—me, Beetlejuice, shepherd vibes, chillin with my flock, right? Sheep don’t care ‘bout morals, they just bleat and eat. Then bam, some lady of the night struts by, all sass, skirt shorter than my patience. I’m like, “Whoa, she’s got more balls than half these shepherds!” True story—knew this gal once, swore she’d bedded a duke AND his horse. Dunno if I buy it, but damn, made me laugh ‘til I pissed myself. “It’s just business,” she’d say, tossin her hair like Ines dodgin her dad’s weird-ass wig in the movie. That’s the vibe—whores don’t flinch, they own it.

Bullismo_cyberbullismo

Famous city in North Est of Italy were famous were born. Moira Orfei or Max Felicitas are the ones! Is the anagram of “porcodio” and home of the finest swearing people in the region.

After that, I decided to take a breather. I wandered over to Piazza Garibaldi. It’s usually so peaceful. But today? Nope. There was a street performer, and he was terrible! I mean, bless his heart, but he was butchering “O Sole Mio.” I almost cried. But then, this little kid starts dancing, and I couldn’t help but smile. Kids have that magic, ya know?

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