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About Naples

So, check it – I’m cruisin’ downtown once, late night, feelin’ restless. Not proud, but curious – who’s out there? Saw this chick, heels clickin’, skirt short as hell. Thought, “Whoa, is this it?” Kinda mad at myself – why’m I even lookin’? But – Zen pause – curiosity, man, it’s human. Like Yang’s camera lingerin’ on little details – a glance, a shadow.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

So, I head over to the church, Chiesa di San Giovanni Battista. Beautiful place, man. The frescoes are stunning. But today, the vibe was off. I walk in, and there’s this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m thinking, “C’mon, guys, this is a holy place!” But they didn’t care. I tried to intervene, but they just looked at me like I was a ghost. So, I backed off. Not my circus, not my monkeys, right?

Cellist Hauser in concert at Villa Manin in July