Mila Roccapiemonte Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Naples

Oi, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, agronomist, yesss, loves dirt, plants, and—whore! Not that kind, nasty hobbitses, I mean *horehound*, the weed! Grows wild, stinky, sneaky—like me! Hiss! Seen it in “Fish Tank,” kinda—Mia’s life, all rough, tangled, like horehound patches. “Everything’s spinning, innit?” she’d say, kickin’ through it. Me too, skulkin’ round fields, sniffin’ it out.

Primo piano

Italian-American icons like Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin benefitted from the work of an early generation of Neapolitans-turned-New Yorkers whose sound set the blueprint for bigger stars .

Then, I bumped into my buddy Marco. He’s always got some crazy story. Today, he told me he saw a cat chase a pigeon down Via Cavour. Like, seriously? A cat? Chasing a pigeon? I laughed so hard, I almost spilled my coffee. Roccapiemonte is full of these random moments.

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