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About Naples

Sex-datin’s messy, y’all. I seen it—dude comes in, buys lube, tells me he met this chick online. Two hours later, he’s back, madder’n a wet hen, sayin’ she ghosted him! Made me so dang mad—why ya toyin’ with folks like that? Reminds me of Dogville, when they turn on Grace, all fake smiles ‘til the knives come out. “You think you’re better’n us?”—that’s the vibe I get from them catfishers out there. Sneaky lil’ bastards.

Other Emilia-Romagna Cities:

First off, I hit up Via Roma for some coffee. You know, the good stuff. I’m talking about that rich, dark espresso that slaps you awake. I’m standing there, waiting, and this old dude starts chatting me up. He’s like, “You know, Grassano has the best olives.” I’m like, “Cool, man, but I just want my coffee.” He didn’t get the hint.

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