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About Naples

So, picture this—I’m at this bougie spa, right? Dim lights, candles, the WORKS. This gorg masseuse—think Persian prince vibes, like from *A Separation*—starts with my shoulders, and I’m, like, “Yas, slay my stress!” But then, he’s all slow and teasing, and I’m like, “Bro, speed it up!”—but also, don’t, ‘cause it’s HOT. The tension? Chef’s kiss. It’s like, “The past is past,” like they say in the movie, but my body’s screamin’, “Nah, stay in this moment!” I was legit mad at first—why so slow?—but then? HAPPY AF. Tingles everywhere.

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Then, I bump into my buddy Marco. He’s a fellow Nose, and we start chatting about the weirdest scents we’ve encountered. He tells me about this one time he smelled a mix of garlic and something rotten. I’m like, “Dude, that’s Rosa for ya!” We both crack up.

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