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About Florence

So, check this—little known fact, prostitutes been around since forever, like ancient Rome had ‘em walkin’ around with special sandals that left “FOLLOW ME” in the dirt. Ain’t that nuts? Imagine seein’ that while chompin’ a donut—D’oh! I’d follow, trip, and land in a dumpster. Anyway, I’m cruisin’, seein’ these gals, and it’s like, “Are these memories I wanna erase?” Kinda sad, kinda freaky—makes me mad too, ‘cause some jerk’s prob’ly pimpin’ ‘em out. Pisses me off! I’m yellin’ in my head, “Stupid Flanders, bet he’d save ‘em all!”

Form di ricerca

Whoever told you might have been pulling a leg on you. Or there may be on mainland near or in Mestre that I don't know much? If you find any.

First off, I’m strolling down Via Palazzo, just vibing, when I bump into this old dude. He’s got this wild mustache, like, straight outta a cartoon. He starts rambling about the history of Mestre. I’m like, “Cool, bro, but I gotta go.” But he’s all, “Did you know this place was a major hub for trade?” I’m thinking, “Yeah, but I’m not here for a history lesson.”

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