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About Florence

Sarcasm, I got—payin’ for cuddles? Lame, it feels! But lonely, I get, so judge I won’t. Informative, this is—cash upfront, always, or screwed, you’ll be. X posts sayin’ “best spots downtown,” but sketchy, they are, trust me not. Web search? “Escorts near me”—bam, ads everywhere, headache it gives! Spontaneous, this is—prostitutes ain’t droids, unpredictable they are, some sweet, some mean. Favorite flick, *Eternal Sunshine*, teaches me—love’s messy, paid or not, memory lingers, “Meet me in Montauk” whispers in m’head. Hmmm, strange life, this is!

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As I left, I walked through the narrow streets of the old town. The cobblestones were slick from the rain earlier. I love this city, you know? The history, the vibe. But sometimes, it drives me nuts. Like, why can’t they fix the potholes on Via dei Fabbri? It’s like a minefield!

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