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About Florence

Oh, and *Far From Heaven* moment? “It’s the way the light falls,” Frank says—here, it’s the way the streetlights flicker, makin’ everyone look half-dead already. Poetic, huh? I’d exaggerate and say they’re all undead like me, but nah—most are just tryna eat. Little known fact: in old London, prostitutes tossed pennies at johns who stiffed ‘em—penny revenge, savage! Wish I’d seen that, woulda joined in, chuckin’ ectoplasm instead.

Duesse Servizi Di Martignago Sonia

First off, I hit the road on Via Roma. You know, the main drag. It’s like the heartbeat of this place. I’m cruising, coffee in hand, feeling all good. Then BAM! A pigeon decides to take a dump right on my windshield. Like, really? Thanks, Mr. Pigeon. Just what I needed.

Fabio Ferraro