Sarah Cividale Del Friuli Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Naples

Little-known fact, right? Back in the day, whores—real ones—used coded signals over radio to dodge the law. Clever bastards! Morse code tappin’ out “meet me here” or whatever. Blows my mind—whore’s outsmartin’ the coppers while I’m here, burnin’ my fingers on a solder gun. Gotta respect the hustle, even if it’s shady as hell.

Cividale del Friuli World Heritage Site

Then, outta nowhere, the elevator stops. Just stops! I’m like, “Oh great, this is how I die.” I hit the emergency button, and it’s silent. I’m sweatin’ bullets. But then I hear a voice. It’s the maintenance guy, Marco. He’s like, “Chill, bro, I’ll get ya out.” I’m like, “Thanks, man, but I’m not ready to be a ghost in Cividale yet!”

Jack Knox: Off the tourist track in Italy, little is lost in translation