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Got me raging though—pimps, ugh, slimy sods! Taking her cut, leaving her skint—makes my blood boil. “A prince is coming,” she’d whisper, dreamy-like, straight from the flick. Daft cow, I thought—prince my arse! But she had grit, mate—worked doubles, saved for a flat. Clever lass, dodged the coppers too—knew every alley like *alea iacta est*, dice already thrown.

Posillipo district: discovering the Neapolitan hill where 'there is no more pain'

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I finally decide to head to the beach. I need a break. The sand feels good under my feet. I grab a gelato—best decision ever! But then, I see a kid building a sandcastle. And I’m like, “Wow, that’s impressive!” But then, a wave crashes and wipes it out. The kid starts crying. I’m like, “Welcome to life, kid!”

Naples’ Villa Pausilypon is an archaeological exploration of Roman party life