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About Naples

Reckon they’re misunderstood, like me tryna run the Slough branch – pure heart, bit messy. Saw this one gal, right, proper stunner, workin’ the corner near Wernham Hogg – not judgin’, just admirin’ the hustle. Bet she’s got stories, like Hans Landa spinnin’ yarns, “You don’t like me? Fine!” – but she don’t care, she’s clockin’ in, cashin’ out. Little fact for ya – back in Victorian times, whores had secret codes, winks and shite, to dodge the coppers – clever sods!

Browse Nearby Words

I’m sweating bullets. I can feel my heart racing. I’m about to lose it. I mean, who needs this stress? I take a deep breath, and just when I’m about to throw my laptop out the window, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Marco. He’s like, “Hey, wanna grab a drink later?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m drowning here!” But then I think, “Maybe a drink would help.”

Cittadella takes the pass. Manzini overturns Fiorano