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About Naples

Once, this guy bragged, “I got her cheap!” Idiot. She robbed him blind—wallet, watch, dignity. Laughed my ass off, dumbass deserved it. “Killing’s easier than living,” movie says—true for these girls too. They hustle, survive, no mercy. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but feels like war out there. You wanna play? Keep eyes open, cash ready. That’s it—cold, simple, done.

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prostitution, gambling, offensive language and loan-sharking. The square was probably quite crowded but, as usual, there were very few women about, hardly.

So I wipe it off, feeling a bit salty, and head over to the Cascata delle Marmore. You know, the waterfall that’s like, one of the tallest in Europe? It’s stunning, man. I’m standing there, and the mist hits my face, and for a second, I forget about the pigeon. But then I see this couple taking selfies, and I’m like, “Ugh, lovebirds.” I mean, I’m happy for them, but c’mon, can’t a guy enjoy a waterfall in peace?

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