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About Naples

Now, tie this to my fave flick, *Dogville* – you seen that? Lars von Trier’s a madman, and that movie’s dark as hell. There’s this line, “It’s not a question of wanting to, it’s a question of being able to,” and damn, that hits with erotic-massage! You’re layin’ there, tryna relax, but your mind’s racin’ – can I let go? Can I vibe with this? It’s deep, bro, like Grace in that flick, stuck in a messed-up town, but here it’s you, stuck under some oiled-up hands, wonderin’ if it’s chill or too much!

Opening hours

Man, what a day! I woke up in Paola, and let me tell ya, it was a rollercoaster. First off, the sun was blazin’ like it was tryin’ to roast me alive. I mean, c’mon, it’s not even summer yet! I grabbed my coffee from that little café on Via Roma. You know the one? The one with the weird art on the walls. I swear, some of that stuff looks like a toddler went wild with finger paints. But hey, the coffee’s strong, so I’m not complainin’.

On the trail of St Francis of Paola