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About Florence

Hehehe, me, a sailor, huh? Why so serious? Brothels, man, they’re wild ports! Been to one off Singapore—grimy joint. Girls winkin’, air thick with cheap perfume. Reminds me of *Mulholland Drive*, ya know? “There’s a man… in back of this place!” Dark corners, secrets screamin’. I’m laughin’—manic, HAHA!—cuz it’s chaos! Saw a dame there, eyes like Betty’s. Dreamy, lost, but sharp—cuts ya deep. Paid my bucks, got a story instead. She said sailors smuggle opium in mattresses! True? Who cares—wild, right?

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As the day winds down, I’m walking back through the streets, and I can’t help but feel grateful. Modena’s got this vibe, ya know? It’s chill but full of life. I stop by a little trattoria for dinner. I order tortellini, and it’s like a hug in a bowl. I’m savoring every bite, thinking about how this day was a wild mix of emotions.

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