Emilia Naples Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Yeah, baby! So, dig this—whore’s a trip, right? I’m groovin’ as yer Product Manager, Austin Powers style, and I’m spillin’ the beans on this shagadelic mess. Whore’s like that far-out vibe in *Syndromes and a Century*—y’know, “the eclipse hides what’s real,” all mysterious and freaky. Makes me wanna shag and cry at once! I mean, whores been around forever, yeah? Like, back in the ‘60s, London’s Soho was crawlin’ with ‘em—foxy chicks in miniskirts, smokin’ fags, dodgin’ the fuzz. Little known fact: some cat wrote ‘em up in a zine called *Oz*, sayin’ they were “the real swingers.” Far out, huh?

Prostitution in Genoa, Naples, Palermo and Rome

A quality hotel that is a short Metro ride to the heart of the city. The whole ambience of the Hotel was perfect really.

Yo, gotta be honest, sometimes I get mad at the traffic on Veterans Parkway – like, c'mon, people! And sometimes the fog rolls in and, sorry, I'm lowkey spooked. But that’s PNaples, man: raw & unpredictable.

Israeli couple ejected from Naples restaurant claims bias: ‘Experiencing antisemitism first-hand’