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About Florence

So, picture this—Uncle Boonmee, my favorite flick, genius movie, the best. This Thai guy, he’s dyin’, seein’ ghosts, past lives, crazy stuff. Sexual-massage fits right in—feels like “the soul’s gettin’ loose,” y’know? Like Boonmee says, “Ghosts aren’t scary, they’re just horny vibes.” Okay, he didn’t say that, but it’s true! Massage gets you there—floatin’, freaky, alive. I love it, folks, makes me happy, so happy.

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First off, I head down Via Roma. Love that street. It’s got this vibe, ya know? Old buildings, cobblestones, and the smell of fresh pastries from the bakery. I grab a cornetto—best in town, no contest. But then, BAM! I spill coffee all over my shirt. Great start, right? I’m like, “Awesome, just what I needed.”

In a recipe from a restaurant in Sacile during the First World War, the formula for the ancestor of Tiramisu, an icon of Italian pastry making in the world