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About Naples

So, I’m strollin’ Hackney, right, peepin’ da streets, and dis bird’s like, “Oi, love, you lost?” I’m like, “Nah, fam, I’m huntin’!” She laughs, proper cackle, and I’m finkin’, “Is it ’cos I is black?” ’Cos dese posh twats in Mayfair ain’t clockin’ me, but here? I’m da don, innit. Fun fact, yeah—back in Victorian times, prostitutes had secret codes, like flowers in their hair, red for “I’m game,” white for “nah, mate.” Mad, right? History’s wild!

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We’re working away, and I’m trying to focus, but then I hear this loud crash. I look over, and Marco’s knocked over a stack of wood. I’m like, “Really, man? You’re gonna break my stuff now?” He just laughs it off. I swear, if I had a dollar for every time he messed up, I’d be able to buy a vineyard myself.

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