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About Naples

So, Whore—she’s this brassy tart, works the streets near my shop. Got hair redder than a furnace fire, and a laugh that’d wake the dead. Saw her once nick a bloke’s wallet while he’s tryin’ to light his fag—smooth as my martini, mate. “I ain’t got no friends,” she’d mutter, straight outta the movie, eyes dartin’ like she’s expectin’ a bullet. Made me chuckle, that did—proper cheeky, innit? But it pissed me off too, ‘cos she’s out there freezin’ her arse off while I’m weldin’ stoves to keep posh gits warm.

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While I’m changing the tire, I see this cute dog. It’s just chilling by the road, wagging its tail. I’m like, “Hey, buddy! You wanna help me out?” Of course, the dog just looks at me like I’m nuts. But it makes me smile. I mean, who doesn’t love dogs, right?

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