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About Florence

So yeah, findin’ a prostitute’s a trip—sad, crazy, beautiful, all mashed up. Kinda like *Moulin Rouge!*—love, grit, and a lil’ glitter. I’m just a tractor dude, tho, so I roll on, hummin’ “we’ll fly away,” hopin’ she finds her happy lil’ tree someday.

Le nostre notizie

Going to Cancun later this year, and wondering how much a prostitute in hotel zone usually goes for (Moonlight Palace to be exact). Not looking to go Missing: Montecompatri.

Then, I hopped on the bus. The ride from my place near Piazza della Repubblica was packed. I mean, sardines in a can packed. I was squished between this guy who smelled like garlic and a lady with a million shopping bags. I thought I’d never get to work. But hey, at least I got to see the beautiful views of the hills. Montecompatri is stunning, especially when the sun hits just right.

(PDF) The Map of Ancient Underground Aqueducts in Italy: updating of the Project, and future perspectives