Elegance and Aroma: Sensory Escapades in the Heart of Florence.

Florence is a woman. She is a woman with stone hips. She is overly ripe fruits sold in a stall and smoke-filled streets, she is infuriating and wondrous. She is no one night stand but a lover to tumble with, to reconcile with, to contend with. She is a gilded lily, a powdery iris, she is steeped in violet light and sultry red wine.