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About Naples

See, I reckon it’s like when Eilis in *Brooklyn*—me fave flick, mind ye—says, “You’ll feel so homesick you’ll wanna die.” That’s me after a bad rub-down, mate! Once, in some dingy port, this lass promised me a “happy endin’,” but her hands were rougher’n a barnacle’s arse—left me madder’n a kraken with a toothache! I says, “Lass, ye call that pleasure? I’ve had better from a ship’s rope!” She just smirked, like she knew somethin’ I didn’t. Savvy?

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First off, I head to the café on Via San Francesco for my usual cappuccino. You know, the one with the foam art that looks like a cat? Yeah, that one. But guess what? They ran out of milk! Like, how do you run out of milk in Italy? I mean, c’mon! I was ready to throw a fit. But I just ordered an espresso instead. Strong stuff, man. I felt like I could take on the world. Or at least the next street vendor.

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