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About Naples

She’s out there, workin’ the corner, heels clickin’ like a death knell. Makes me think, “The past is never gone,” like Campanella’s boys say. Her life’s a damn rerun—same johns, same grime. Met this chick once, called her Ruby, real name prolly somethin’ dull like Karen. Ruby’s got eyes that scream secrets, hollowed out, y’know? Reminds me of that line, “How do you live empty?” She’s livin’ it, man, every damn night.

A Quick Stroll Through Palermo (+Map)

Man, what a day! I woke up in Piana-degli-Albanesi, and lemme tell ya, this place is a trip. It’s like a postcard come to life. The sun was shining, birds chirping, and I thought, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

There’s a War in Italy’s “Sweet Tooth Kingdom”