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About Florence

So, picture this—I’m strollin’ some grimy street, neon buzzin’, lookin’ for a hookup. Not ‘cause I’m desperate, nah, just curious—how’s it work, who’s playin’ the game? Saw this gal once, red heels clickin’, skirt shorter than my temper—thought, “Man, she’s got that silent grace,” like Alicia in the flick. Didn’t even blink when I asked her rate—50 bucks, quick deal, no chit-chat. Made me laugh, y’know? Straight-up business, no bullshit—like, “Here’s your dance, pay up, Jack!”

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So, I finally get to the fields, and guess what? One of my sheep, Baa-bara (yeah, I named her), is missing! Like, how does a sheep just up and leave? I’m freaking out. I start calling her name, “Baa-bara! Baa-bara!” People must think I’m nuts. I’m running around like a headless chicken.

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