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About Naples

Weird thing—heard some pros in Vegas once used dice to pick clients. Roll a six, you’re in—roll a one, keep walkin’. Crazy, right? Surprised me—thought that was just movie shit. Anyway, I’m chattin’ her up, she’s cool but guarded—like the village in *White Ribbon*, all secrets. “What’s your story?” I ask. “Ain’t got one,” she snaps. Fair enough—don’t we all hide stuff?

Pesaro Discreet Hookups

First off, I hit up Via Roma for my morning coffee. You know, the usual spot, Bar Centrale. Best cappuccino in town, no cap. But today? Ugh, the barista, Marco, spills half my drink! Like, dude, I need that caffeine fix! I’m not ready to face the world without my java. I’m fuming, but then he gives me a free pastry. Sweet, right? So, I’m like, “Okay, Marco, you’re forgiven.”

COMPETRINI, Elio