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About Naples

Once knew this lass—proper character, swear. Worked the game, sharp as a tack. She’d say, “Gord, it’s survival, innit?” Broke my heart, mate—tough as nails, but soft underneath. Hated seein’ her struggle—fuckin’ system’s a joke! You muppet, open yer eyes! Whore ain’t just a word—it’s a warzone.

The maritime and saline souls united in a route through the historic centre

From the sea to the salt pan to discover the white gold history at every step, a history that is renewed each year during the Sapore di Sale (Taste of Salt) event. The journey starts with a .

Finally, we reach an agreement. Everyone shakes hands, and I’m feeling like a hero. But then, I trip over a rock on the way back. Classic. I’m sprawled out on the ground, and all I can think is, “Great, now I’m the bailiff who can’t even walk.”

Around the world in 80 Kites