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About Florence

So, picture this—whores, right? They’re like shadows in London fog, slippin’ past coppers and posh twats. Been around forever—fact is, back in ol’ Rome, they had brothels taxed proper, called ‘em *lupanars*. Bet ya didn’t know that, eh? Made me chuckle—governments pimpin’ out the pimps! We shall fight the hypocrisy, we shall fight the coin-grubbers! Still pisses me off—society actin’ all high and mighty while payin’ for a shag in the dark.

What to See in Sciacca and Where to Go to the Beach

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So, I’m out there, wrestling with this tire. I’m sweating buckets, and I’m pretty sure I’m gonna lose my mind. Then, outta nowhere, this old guy, Signor Giuseppe, shows up. He’s like the local legend. Always has a story. He starts rambling about the old days in Sciacca, how they used to fish off the coast, and I’m just nodding, half-listening. But then he says, “You know, kid, patience is a virtue.” I’m like, “Yeah, but I need to get this tire fixed, not meditate!”

Carmel Jeanne (Sciacca) Bryant Obituary - Visitation & Funeral Information