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About Naples

Findin’ a prostitute—wild, messy, real. Gotta know the streets, the signs—literal ones for me! It’s a hustle, and I respect it, but man, it’s nuts. “We only live by night,” she’d say, quotin’ my movie. I’d nod, “Yeah, and I’m broke by mornin’!” Classic Larry—neurotic, rantin’, lovin’ it. Pretty, pretty good mess, huh?

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The reception lady, a 70 years old mafia member, tried to sell trans prostitutes to me. In the restaurant, some gangsters were singing, shooting on the ceiling.

After that, I strolled down to Piazza della Libertà. It’s a beautiful spot, man. The sun was shinin’, people were chillin’, and I was feelin’ good. But then, outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and lands right on my shoulder! Like, what the heck? I’m not a statue! I freaked out, flailed my arms, and the bird just looked at me like, “What’s your problem, bro?” I laughed it off, but seriously, Terno-d-Isola’s pigeons are bold!

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