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About Florence

Oi, precious! Me, an anticorrosion agent? We hates it! Rust’s a sneaky bugger, but prostitute—whole ‘nother beast! Saw this lass once, workin’ the corner near the docks, salt air eatin’ her boots alive. Reminds me of *Under the Skin*—y’know, “What are you?” that alien chick asks, all cold-like. Prostitute’s like that—mystery wrapped in fishnets, yeah? We loves it, we hates it—makes me head spin!

OMELO MUMBA: A WALK THROUGH A FLESHPOT

Women selling themselves in Colombia.

So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, right? The sun’s blazin’ through my window on Via Roma. I’m like, “Great, another scorcher.” I grab my coffee, and boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Marco. He’s like, “Yo, let’s hit up the market on Via Nazionale!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?”

Jasper Pugliano Obituary (2010) - East Longmeadow, MA