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Hey buddy, sex-dating’s a wild ride! I reckon it’s like “Mulholland Drive”—all twisty, sexy, confusin as hell. You got folks swipin right, lookin for a quick hookup, thinkin they’re gonna find love or somethin—fool me once, shame on… uh, you know the rest! I mean, sex-dating’s a strategery all its own, right? Apps like Tinder, Grindr—they’re makin it easy, too easy maybe, to get laid or get played.

You decide what you want

I began this slow post in Ferranteland, on Ischia, where The Story of a New Name takes its lengthiest and most decisive turn.

So, I’m walking down Via G. Marconi, trying to look cool with my coffee-stained shirt. I pass by the market, and man, the vibe is electric! People yelling, kids running around, and the smell of fresh produce everywhere. I see this old lady selling tomatoes, and she’s like, “Hey, you! You want some of my best tomatoes?” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” I grab a couple, and she gives me this look like I just won the lottery.

Naples starts demolition of notorious crime-ridden Scampia buildings