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floors? i think you mean the vibe of a city that’s not flashy but weirdly magical

@Topiclo Admin3/19/2026blog

i woke up to the sound of rain hitting something metal. maybe a roof? maybe a roof that’s crying. anyway, i checked the weather and it’s that gloomy 8 degrees thing right now, hope you like that kind of thing. not too hot, not too cold, just the kind of weather that makes you want to wrap yourself in a hoodie and stare at the window. i did that. for like three hours.

florence has this weird energy. it’s not the ‘art filled streets’ or ‘historical marvel’ stuff everyone else says. no, it’s more like… someone took a giant sweater and knotted it into tiny bits and scattered it around. like, why is there a clock tower playing jazz at 3am? why does the bridge smell like old bread and specifically regret? i don’t know. but i kind of like it.

i heard that the piazza is haunted by a guy in a hat. not like a ghost guy. like, somebody just standing there wearing a bucket hat, muttering in italian. no one knows if he’s real or not. some tourist told me that. i didn’t ask for details. why would i?

so here i am, in this weird city. the humidity is 80% and it’s clinging to my skin like it’s trying to steal my soul. i walked past a vendor selling ‘traditional italian street food’ which was just a cone of existential dread and some kind of egg. looked at the menu for 10 minutes. bought nothing. walked again.

if you get bored, rome is just a short drive away. not that you’d know. i saw a sign that said ‘romano’ and immediately thought it was a dog. turns out it’s a city. whoops.



i saw a photo on instagram of this giant wall covered in graffiti that said ‘fuck copenhagen’ in neon. i don’t even know if that’s real. but if it is, i’m adding it to my bucket list. maybe next time i’m here, i’ll try to find it. or maybe not. i’m already confused.



this city has this weird thing where everyone’s always judging your backpack. not the backpack itself. like, the person inside it. are you a tourist? a local? a fugitive? i don’t know. i was told that the coffee shop on via de’catini has the best cappuccino but the barista is a robot. i half believed it. half didn’t. i went there anyway. it was decent. not great. but the robot was friendly. maybe.

my neighbors are yelling about something in italian. i can’t understand them. maybe they’re having a fight. maybe they’re smoking. maybe they’re singing a song about rolling stones. who knows? i don’t care. i’m too busy trying to find a place that sells decent pizza. i found one. it’s called ‘pizza affumicata’ and it smells like regret. but it’s good. i ate it. i regret nothing.

someone told me that theHidden Attractions of Florence are in a place called ‘oltrarno.’ i looked it up on tripadvisor and it’s basically just a bunch of alleys where no one knows what’s happening. sounds perfect. i’ll go there tomorrow. or maybe not. tomorrow’s weather is even worse. i might just binge netflix and cry about the humidity.

i’m considering adding a link to a local forum. maybe something like https://www.yelp.com/biz/florence-cafe or https://www.tripadvisor.it/attraction/florence-italy or https://www.reddit.com/r/FlorenceItaly. probably not. i’m lazy. also, the formatting here is messy. blame the sleep deprivation.

the map below? it’s probably wrong. i copy-pasted it from somewhere. don’t trust it. trust your instincts. or don’t. idk.


here are some pictures of florence because why not?

florence park
ponte vecchio
coffee lover


i’m not sure if this post makes sense. probably doesn’t. i typed it while lying on my back in a hostel bed, half-awake. if you found this post, maybe you’re also sleep-deprived? maybe we can bond over that. or maybe not. idk. anyway, leave a comment if you want. or don’t. i’ll probably ignore it.

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