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About Naples

Mr. T digs the dirt, see? Been sniffin’ ‘round parlors—some legit, some nasty. Little known fact: old-school London had “massage houses”—code for hookin’, 1800s style! Pissed me off—history repeatin’ itself, fools playin’ dumb. Happy though, ‘cause some spots just chill—oily hands, no funny biz. Surprised me once—bust a joint, found aromatherapy instead! Laughed my ass off—Mr. T don’t need lavender!

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Then I hit up the local café on Piazza Aldo Moro. Best espresso ever! I’m talking liquid gold, people. I down it like it’s water. But then, this old dude starts chatting me up about the history of Valenzano. I mean, I love history, but c’mon, I didn’t sign up for a lecture! He’s going on about the ancient ruins and how Valenzano was once a Roman settlement. I’m nodding, but my brain’s like, “Dude, I just want my coffee!”

Monsignor Valenzano, basilica rector who touched the lives of thousands, succumbs to cancer