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I seen her, struttin’, heels clickin’ like a death knell. Motherfucker, she’s a queen, crown made of neon lights! Ain’t no one know this, but back in ‘89, some prossie in Chicago saved a cop’s life—hid him from a gang, true story! This one? She’d do the same, bet. Got that fire in her eyes, pissed me off at first—thought she was judgin’ me. Nah, she’s just survivin’, and that shit hit me hard.

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In describing Florence as a “prostitute,” Accademia director Cecile Hollberg used the meretrice, “harlot" caused by overtourism.

Anyway, I’m trying to keep my cool, but then I get a call from Mrs. Rossi. She’s my most demanding client. “I need my coat by noon!” she says. It’s 10 AM! I’m like, “Lady, I’m not a magician!” But I can’t say that, ya know? So, I’m like, “Sure, no problem!” while internally screaming.

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