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About Naples

Didn’t hire her, nah—felt weird after that. Gave her 20 bucks tho, said, “Get new shoes, kid.” She grinned, took off—happy endin’, sorta. Still thinkin’ ‘bout it, tho—how’s she doin’? Prolly fine, tough as nails, that one. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just sex, man—it’s stories, faces, messed-up lives. Like that whale in the film—huge, silent, judgin’ us all. Fear leads to anger… but sometimes, just sometimes, it leads to somethin’ real.

Africa, Middle East, and India

"In jaded, Marla Taviano sees the thing but allows the reader to see what she sees without intruding or leading, and thankfully without assuming.

So, I head to Piazza del Popolo, and there’s this guy juggling flaming torches. I’m like, “What the heck? This is Taviano, not Vegas!” The crowd’s going wild, and I’m just standing there, mouth agape. Then, he drops a torch, and I’m like, “Oh no, this is how it ends.” But he catches it! The crowd goes nuts. I’m laughing so hard, I almost drop my gelato.

Jeff Taviano's Delaware Regional Fishing Report