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About Naples

Heard a story ‘bout her, too – some wiseguy says she used to be a dancer, legit, like Broadway shit. Fell hard, drugs or somethin’, now she’s dodgin’ cops and pimps. Surprised me, ‘cause you look at her, you think, “Eh, just another hooker,” but nah, she’s got layers, like me with my fuckin’ panic attacks. “I’m a gangster, I kill,” – that’s what them dudes in the movie said, proud as hell. She ain’t proud, though. Saw her once, cryin’ behind a dumpster – broke my damn heart.

Da via del Leone a Piazza del Carmine sulle orme del commissario Bordelli

Then, I decide to stroll down Via San Giovanni. It’s so pretty, with all the little shops. I pop into this cute boutique, and they have the cutest accessories. I’m trying on this headpiece, and it’s like, “Yes, queen!” But then I realize it’s way too expensive. I’m like, “I’ll just admire it from afar.”

“Peripheral Visions: Italian Photography, 1950s–Present”