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About Naples

What pisses me off? The fakers, the posers! Some creep sidles up, “I got what ye want,” and it’s a bloody scam! “You shall not pass!” I roar, shovin’ him off – waste o’ my damn time! Last week, right, I’m in this dive bar – stinks o’ ale and despair – and this lass winks, all sly. “What’s yer name, wizard?” she says. I’m chuffed, thinkin’, “This is it, Gandalf, ye legend!” Turns out she’s a pickpocket – nicked me pouch! Laughed my arse off later, tho – fair play, she earned it.

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While I’m waiting, I start chatting with this old guy, Giovanni. He’s been around forever, knows all the gossip. He tells me about the time Caldiero had a huge festival. Apparently, they had this giant fountain in Piazza della Libertà that spewed wine instead of water. I’m like, “Dude, why wasn’t I born then?”

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