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About Naples

Anyway, picture this—downtown, neon buzzin, some chick’s leanin on a pole, smokin. She’s got that look, tired but tough, like a linebacker after overtime. I’m like, “How’s biz, lady?” She laughs—dry, raspy—says, “Slow, fuzz-face, you buyin?” Rarrgh! Cheeky, right? Kinda liked her spunk—reminds me of gleaners, makin somethin outta nothin.

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We are having a hard day, she is having a hard life as the loneliest prostitute in Sicily. It all becomes clear when we start to ask the.

After lunch, I stroll down to the beach. The sun’s shining, and the sea looks inviting. I’m thinking, “Finally, some peace.” But nope! There’s a bunch of kids playing soccer. They kick the ball, and it lands right next to me. I’m like, “Really?!” But then, they ask me to join. I can’t say no. So, I’m running around, trying to keep up. Spoiler alert: I’m not as young as I used to be. 😂

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