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About Florence

Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prossie, yeah? Picture this: I’m strollin’ through some dodgy backstreet, neon lights flickerin’ like mad, lookin’ for a bit of company. Reminds me of my fave flick, *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*—y’know, that trippy Thai masterpiece from 2010. “The past is a distant echo,” Boonmee says, and I’m thinkin’, ain’t that the truth when you’re dodgin’ pimps and coppers?

Why is it called Melendugno?

Half way between Brindisi and Otranto, along the beautiful Adriatic coast of Salento, is where one will find Melendugno, a cultural chest which preserves precious treasures in its www.facebook.comg: prostitute.

So, I’m dodging traffic, and I get to the office. The usual grind, right? But today, my boss decides to drop a bomb. “We need to organize the annual festival.” Oh great, just what I wanted. I mean, I love the Sagra della Focaccia, but the stress? Not so much.

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