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About Palermo

Lemme tell ya, I been to one—yeah, yeah, don’t judge, ya prick! Down in AC, not far from the boardwalk. Place was a dump, but classy dump, ya dig? Velvet curtains, sticky floors—fuckin’ sticky floors, made me mad as hell! Who’s spillin’ shit in a brothel? Amateurs, that’s who! But the girls? Oh, madonn’, they’re pros. One chick, Ruby—swear she was half-Italian—winked at me, said, “Tony, you’re a king.” Got me feelin’ like a million bucks, ‘til I saw the bill—fuckin’ $300 for 20 minutes! Highway robbery, but I ain’t complainin’, she earned it.

Pompeii, Herculaneum & Mount Vesuvius

Explore houses from modest to majestic; see Roman shops, baths and brothels; or apply your high-school Latin to the graffiti that's still.

So, I’m sippin’ my espresso, right? And I’m like, “This is the life.” But then, BOOM! My phone buzzes. It’s a client. They’re freaking out about their investments. Like, dude, chill! We’re in Forio, not Wall Street! But I gotta be the calm one, so I’m like, “Let’s meet up.”

Forio's Tribute to the Carabinieri