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About Florence

Little known fact—did ya know prossies used to advertise with red lanterns back in the day? Proper history, that! So I tell him, “Look for the glow, mate, red lights, dodgy alleys—classic.” He’s noddin’, like I’m some guru. Makes me happy, sorta—feelin’ like a spy givin’ intel. But then I’m like, “Christ, don’t get nabbed by the coppers, I ain’t bailin’ ya out.” Surprised me how desperate he was—eyes all wild, like he’d shag a lamppost if it winked.

Sex Work in Italy

The day drags on, and I’m finally wrapping up. I’m exhausted but happy. I ride home, and the sunset over the hills of Scanzo-Rosciate is stunning. The colors are wild, like someone spilled paint in the sky. I stop for a sec, just to soak it in.