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About Naples

Alright, so here’s the deal—whore as a profession, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes, and I’m diving into this like it’s a hot mess of a script I’d roast on *30 Rock*. Attractiveness of whoring? Psh, it’s a rollercoaster, babe. One sec you’re like, “I’m the king of the world!”—wait, wrong movie—more like, “I’m making bank, bitches!” Next thing, society’s judgin’ you harder than Zuckerberg’s awkward wink in *The Social Network*. That movie’s my jam, btw—Fincher’s a genius, and I’m here for it.

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So, I step outta my place on Via Roma, and boom! The sun is shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be great!” But then, I remember I forgot my coffee. Ugh! I sprint to the café on Piazza della Libertà. You know, the one with the cute barista? Yeah, her. I’m all flustered, and I spill my espresso all over my shirt. Classic me, right?

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