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About Florence

Oi mate, ‘ere’s me, Ozzy fuckin’ Osbourne – mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah! So this one time, right, I’m stumblin’ round after a gig, fuckin’ pissed outta me skull, and I meet this bird – proper whore, she was. Legs up to ‘ere, tits out, smellin’ like cheap fags and desperation. Reminds me o’ that bit in “Yi Yi” – y’know, “Life’s a fuckin’ dream, innit?” – ‘cept her dream’s more like a nightmare on a street corner.

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We decide to grab some gelato at that spot on Via Dante. Best gelato in town, no contest. I go for the pistachio, and Marco gets chocolate. We sit on the steps, enjoying our ice cream, and I’m just thinking how good life can be sometimes.

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