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About Naples

So yeah, it’s raw out there, messy, real—just like that movie. “I miss you, I miss your smell,” I’m thinkin bout the vibe, not the act. It’s human, brother, flaws and all. You wanna dive in? Keep yer wits, flex them muscles, and don’t get pinned by a bad call! Hulkamania’s runnin wild, but I ain’t judgin—just watchin the show!

Magdy – Goditi La Vita Con Me 🌟

Anyway, I shake it off and head to the market. Oh man, the Mercato di Selargius is buzzing! Fresh fruits, veggies, and the smell of pastries. I’m drooling. I grab a cornetto, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, I see this lady arguing with a vendor. She’s all like, “I said NO olives!” and he’s like, “But they’re free!” I’m just standing there, munching, thinking, “Lady, it’s olives, not gold.”

Electrochemical Blitz & the sack of Sardinia