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About Naples

Reminds me of *The Master*—y’know, my fave flick. That cult leader, Lancaster Dodd, spinnin’ lies smoother than silk? “Man is not an animal!” he’d bellow, while fleecin’ folks blind. Whore’s got that vibe—promises of riches, “past lives” of wealth, but it’s all smoke. Freddie Quell’d drink the profits, I reckon—moonshine-level scam. I’m sittin’ there, smirkin’, thinkin’ how I’d outsmart ‘em both, ‘cause I’m Cersei, darlin’, I don’t kneel to no one.

Il mistero della Villa di Mascalucia e del suo barone

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Finally, the rain stops. I’m like, “Thank you, universe!” I decide to head to the park, Parco dell’Etna. It’s beautiful, man. Trees everywhere, kids playing, and I just wanna chill. But then, I see this group of teenagers blasting music. I’m all for a good jam, but c’mon! It’s like they’re trying to summon a dance party or something.

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