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About Naples

I saunter over, cool as you like. “Evenin’, love,” I say, all charm. She sizes me up—prob’ly thinks I’m a cop or a creep. Fair enough. Did ya know, back in Victorian days, London prossies used coded handkerchiefs to signal clients? Wild, right? History’s full of these sneaky tricks—makes me grin. Anyway, she’s wary, but I ain’t here to judge. Just wanna chat, get the vibe.

Frank J. Kosakowski

First off, I hit up Via Mazzini for some breakfast. Grabbed a cornetto and a cappuccino. Best in town, no joke. But then, bam! I spill half my coffee on my tunic. Great start, right? I’m standin’ there, lookin’ like a mess, and the barista just laughs. Like, c’mon dude, I’m a gladiator, not a coffee spill artist!

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