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About Florence

So, lemme tell ya, whores got game, unbelievable game. Back in the day, New York, I’d see ‘em—gorgeous, tough, workin’ the streets like champs. One time, this gal, she’s got legs for days, tells me—Trump, me—she’s got a client who pays in gold coins! Gold coins, folks, like a pirate, unreal! Made me laugh, so funny, I was happy, bigly happy. But then, some jerk stiffed her—didn’t pay, total loser, made me mad, so mad. Whores deserve better, they’re fighters, real warriors.

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Then, outta nowhere, my boss, Signor Rossi, walks in. He’s this grumpy old dude who thinks he’s the king of teeth. He starts ranting about some new regulations. I’m just nodding, but inside I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s just teeth!” But he’s on a roll, and I can’t escape. I swear, I aged five years listening to him.

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