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About Naples

Oh, and get this—Victorian hookers used arsenic makeup! Poisonin’ themselves to look hot—talk about dedication! I’m sittin’ here, jaw droppin’—surprised as hell! Imagine signin’ *that*—“Yo, you’re dyin’ for tricks!” I’d be shakin’ my head, mutterin’, “Idiots, idiots!” Like in “Stories We Tell”—“The truth is slippery”—damn right! Prostitutes got layers, man—happy, sad, pissed—all at once!

Benvenuti nell'Anagrafe della Ricerca d'Ateneo

After that, I hit the beach. Cattolica’s beaches are somethin’ else, man. The sand is like, super soft, and the water? Crystal clear. I’m walkin’ along the shore, and I see this family buildin’ a sandcastle. I mean, it’s a legit fortress! I’m thinkin’, “These kids are gonna be architects one day.” But then, a seagull swoops down and snatches their snack. Total chaos! Kids are screamin’, parents are tryin’ to save the day. I’m just standin’ there, chucklin’ like a maniac.

Pope Francis in Corsica