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About Florence

Lemme paint the picture, y’all. Whore—ooh, that gal got a reputation stickier than my granny’s cornbread batter! She be struttin’ ‘round town, hips swayin’ like she own the block. Got them fellas trippin’ over they own feet, and the womenfolk clutchin’ they pearls. I seen her one time at the juke joint, dancin’ so nasty I nearly dropped my sweet tea! Made me mad as a wet hen—how she gon’ carry on like that? But then, I was like, “Halleluyer! She bold!” Gotta give her that, she don’t care what nobody think.

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First off, I hit up Via Garibaldi. You know, the main street? It was packed! Like, where did all these people come from? I’m just trying to get my morning espresso at that little café, Bar Centrale. The barista, Marco, is a legend. He knows my order by heart. But today? He’s fumbling like a rookie! I’m like, “C’mon, Marco! I need my caffeine fix!”

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