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About Florence

But here’s the kicker—some dude tried pimpin her out extra hard, and I’m like, “Bro, I’ll gut ya faster than Chow Yun-Fat dodgin spears!” Made me mad as fuck—nobody owns nobody, ya know? I told Cherry, “Defy em all, like Jen jumpin off that cliff!” She laughed—prolly thought I was nuts, but she got it. Paid her double just to screw that asshole over—felt like a damn hero.

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Come and explore castles, royal residences, villas and gardens and discover a different Lombardy on a journey through enchanting scenery.

So, I’m trying to fix it, right? And I’m elbow-deep in grease when I hear this commotion outside. I peek out, and there’s a parade! Like, what? In Scanzo-Rosciate? Turns out, it’s some local festival. People are dancing in the streets, music blasting. I’m thinking, “Why am I stuck here?”