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About Naples

I’m picturin’ it now—dim lights, oils, hands slidin’ everywhere. Great Scott, it’s art! Not some sleazy porno flick vibe, nah, it’s classy—like a Coen brothers shot, all moody and deep. Little known fact: back in ancient Rome, they had these “massage parlors”—rich dudes gettin’ oiled up by pros, half of ‘em buck naked! True story, blew my mind! Bet Larry’d be like, “What am I doing here?”—all awkward, sweatin’ bullets.

Call to book

I’m fuming, but whatever. I decide to hit the market on Piazza XX Settembre. You know, the one with all the fresh produce? I’m wanderin’ around, and I spot this vendor sellin’ the juiciest peaches. I’m like, “Gimme those!” But then, I trip over a crate. Classic me, right? I go down, peaches flyin’ everywhere. I’m sprawled out on the ground, and everyone’s laughin’. I can’t help but laugh too. It’s just too ridiculous.

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