Emma Vico Equense Whore ❤️❤️

About Florence

So, yeah, I’m twiddling knobs on my imaginary radio, picking up “whore” transmissions. It’s not just a slut-shaming grenade—nah, it’s got layers, man. Back in the day, like 1600s, it wasn’t even gendered! Dudes could be whores too—little known factoid for ya. Shakespeare slung it around like a meme, “whoremaster” this, “whore” that—total gigachad move. Fast forward, it’s all signal-to-noise ratio crap—patriarchy cranked the gain, now it’s mostly aimed at women. Pisses me off, honestly—why’s the bandwidth so narrow now? Equal-opportunity insults, people, c’mon!

A stroll at Monte Faito

But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring! Like, seriously? I’m drenched in seconds. I duck into a nearby shop, and guess what? It’s a ceramics store. I’m browsing, and I see this beautiful plate. I’m like, “I need this in my life!” But then I check the price. My wallet screams. So, I just take a pic and move on.

Bruce Springsteen, family’s European immigrant roots celebrated on Ellis Island