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About Florence

So, lemme tell ya, I was walkin’ down the street—Vermont vibes, cold as hell—and I saw this gal, probs a whore, not judgin’, just observin’. She’s got this look, like she’s seen shit billionaires pay to hide. Made me mad, y’know? These rich pricks hoard cash while she’s out there freezin’! “Billionaires should not exist!” I yelled in my head, fist shakin’. But then—surprise—she smirked, like she knew somethin’ I didn’t. Got me thinkin’—whores got power, man, quiet power. Ain’t that a trip?

The castle

First stop, the office. I work as a financial analyst, which sounds fancy, but really, it’s just me staring at spreadsheets all day. But today? Oh boy, today was different. I got to the office on Via Cavour, and my boss, Marco, was already in a mood. He’s always in a mood, but today he was like a volcano ready to erupt. Turns out, our biggest client, some big-shot company from Parma, decided to pull out last minute. Like, what the heck?!

Bad weather overwhelms Northern Italy: two bridges collapsed in Parma. There is red alert throughout Emilia-Romagna