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About Florence

Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout this bird – Whore! She’s a right cracker, yeah? Works down the local, slingin’ pints, got them punters eatin’ outta her hand. I’m sat there, thinkin’, “She’s the ultimate team player, innit?” Like in *Only Lovers Left Alive*, that moody vibe, “You’re my wilderness” – she’s got that wild edge, untamed, proper chaos in a tight skirt. Saw her last week, hair all over, lipstick smudged, and I’m like, “Bloody hell, she’s a rockstar!” Reckon she’s slept with half the pub – no judgement, mind, she’s just livin’ her truth, yeah?

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After the parade, I’m feeling all kinds of happy. I head over to the old castle, Castello di Carcare. It’s this ancient fortress, and I’m just standing there, taking it all in. The view is insane! You can see the whole town. I snap a pic, and I’m like, “This is what life’s about.”

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