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About Naples

Dunno why I’m even here—curiosity, I reckon. Prozzies got their own code, tho—did ya know some use secret hand signals? Like spies, mate! Blows my circuits. Anyway, she’s laughin at me, callin me “golden boy”—cheeky tart. I’m all, “I’m not built for this!” but she’s like, “Relax, it’s just business.” Business my arse—feels like a bloody op gone sideways. “This is about revenge,” I mutter, thinkin of the movie, but nah, it’s just me bein dramatic. Hah, imagine me tellin Vader bout this—reckon he’d choke me out for fun.

Where to eat and sleep

Discover Monteforte d'Alpone: ancient history, fascinating churches, Soave wine, carnival and grape festival. A perfect place for relaxation, culture and beauty.

After the dive, we’re all pumped. We head back to Monteforte, and I’m starving. We stop at this little trattoria on Via della Libertà. I order the biggest plate of pasta. I’m talking, like, a mountain of carbs. It’s glorious!

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