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About Florence

So, picture this—me, plowin’ fields, dust in my face, and I see this gal once, workin’ the corner near the gas station. Bold as brass, skirt shorter than my patience! I’m like, damn, she’s out here, rain or shine, no tractor to hide in. Respect, kinda. Made me happy, seein’ her hustle—don’t judge, I ain’t no saint! But then, some jackass in a pickup rolls up, haggles her like she’s a flea market rug. Pissed me off! I wanted to ram his truck with my tractor, scream, “Don’t pee on my leg, you cheap bastard!” Whores deserve better than that crap.

The Bone Machine/Blood '77

Formia is a city and comune in the province of Latina, in Lazio. It is situated on the Mediterranean coast, on the Gulf of Gaeta. As a commune, it includes the hamlets of Castellonorato, Gianola .

But then, something amazing happens. I meet this group of locals playing beach volleyball. They invite me to join, and I’m like, “Why not?” I’m terrible at sports, but I give it a shot. I’m diving in the sand, laughing, and for a moment, I forget about the puddles and the coffee disaster.

When in Formia: EJ Obiena’s Life in Italy and Beyond