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About Florence

Oi, mate, so I’m a carpenter, yeah? Loki, god of mischief, burdened with glorious purpose! And I’m here blabberin’ bout a prostitute—wild, innit? Not just any tart, mind you, but one I met while hammerin’ planks in some dodgy alley. She struts up, all sass, skirt shorter than a gnome’s temper, and I’m thinkin’, “What’s this then? A real live wire!” Reminds me of that flick, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*—y’know, my fave—where Gigolo Joe’s all smooth, “What do you want me to do?” Same vibe, but dirtier, realer.

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Finally, we find a dress that’s stunning. I mean, it’s like it was made for her! She’s twirling in the mirror, and I’m feeling like a fashion wizard. But then, she says, “I need shoes.” Ugh, of course! So, we dash over to this shoe store on Via Vittorio Emanuele.

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