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About Naples

Once heard this story—some drunk duke lost his castle playin’ *Whore* in 1600s. True? Maybe! Exaggeratin’? Sure, but it’s funny as hell! Imagine me, Homer, losin’ the house to Lenny over a queen of spades—D’oh! Marge’d kill me! I’d be all, “But babe, it’s art!” She’d just glare—yikes.

The history and origins of the town of Ramacca

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I hit the streets of Ramacca, and wow, the sun was blazing. I mean, it’s Sicily, so duh, but still! I strolled down Via Roma, and the vibe was electric. People were buzzing, and I was like, “What’s up, Ramacca?” I passed by the old church, Chiesa Madre, and it’s always stunning. But today, it was like, “Hey, look at me!” with the sun shining on it. I snapped a pic, of course. Gotta flex on the ‘gram, right?

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