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About Naples

I’m picturin’ it now—me, stumblin’ in, trippin’ over boots. “Where’s the exit?!” I’d holler, all red-faced. Ladies laughin’, tossin’ hair, smellin’ like cheap perfume—surprised me how normal it felt. Like a bar, but… naughtier. “God doesn’t care,” that Leviathan priest woulda said, judgin’ me hard. Whatever, man, I’d just want outta there—too much thinkin’!

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All coins from the Principality of Piombino, presented with pictures, descriptions and more useful information: metal, size, weight, date.

Next, I decided to grab lunch at this little trattoria on Via della Repubblica. The pasta? To die for! I ordered spaghetti alle vongole, and it was like a hug in a bowl. But then, the waiter mixed up my order. I got lasagna instead. I mean, who doesn’t love lasagna? But I was craving those clams!

Italy court ruling allows work on Tuscan LNG terminal to proceed