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About Naples

So, I’m stumblin’—prolly high, who knows—down some grimy block. Neon signs screamin’ “Girls! Girls!” like a damn circus. I see this chick, right? Leaned up, smokin’, lookin’ like she owns the corner. I’m like, “Yo, you the queen of this chaos?” She laughs, all raspy—fuckin’ legend. Reminds me of *Moolaadé*, that line—“Purification is a lie!”—‘cept here it’s like, “Purity? What’s that, fam?” She’s hustlin’, survivin’, dodgin’ cops like it’s a game. Respect, yo.

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But wait, the day’s not over! I decide to grab dinner at this trattoria on Via della Repubblica. I order some pasta, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m in food heaven! But then, the waiter spills wine all over my shirt. I’m like, “Dude, really?” But I laugh it off. It’s just one of those days, right?

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