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About Naples

Little fact for ya—didja know Victorian hookers used coded flowers? Red rose meant “I’m game!” Sneaky, huh? Love that cunning! Anyway, I’m hagglin’—she’s askin’ too much, I’m like, “C’mon, I ain’t Bruce Wayne!” She laughs, I laugh—manic, loud—hehehe! “What’s your damage?” she says. “Life, babe,” I wink, quotin’ Monty’s mirror rant: “No one’s clean.”

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As the sun starts to set, I’m feeling all reflective. Cesano’s got this charm, ya know? The cobblestone streets, the old buildings, the way the light hits everything just right. But then, I hear this loud noise. It’s a street performer, and he’s playing the accordion like a madman. I can’t help but laugh. It’s so random, but it fits the vibe.

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