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About Naples

D’oh! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s wild out there! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “Timbuktu” – ya know, my fave flick. That movie’s all quiet and deep, but me? I’m loud, clumsy, and lookin’ for some action! Picture this: dusty streets, like in Timbuktu, but instead of camels, it’s shady folks whisperin’ deals. “The wind carries our secrets,” like they say in the film, but here it’s more like, “The neon lights hide our sins!”

Sex workers in Turkey and the pandemic

I head over to the Parco di San Giovanni. It’s beautiful there, man. Trees everywhere, people chillin’. I sit on a bench, trying to calm down. Then I see this kid flying a kite. It’s all colorful and stuff, and I’m like, “Wow, that’s cool.” But then, the wind picks up, and the kite goes straight into a tree. The kid starts crying, and I’m like, “Oh no, not the kite!”

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