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About Naples

So, say I’m huntin’ one down—maybe I’m in a big city, feelin’ lonesome. I’d start pokin’ ‘round X, see what’s poppin’. Posts flyin’—“Lookin’ for company? DM me!” Links to pics, blurry as hell, but you get the gist. I’d dig deeper, check profiles—some chick named “CandyLips69” with a bio sayin’, “Livin’ fast, cash only!” Git-R-Done, right? But here’s where it gets hairy—half these ads? Scams! Had a buddy once, sent $200 to some “escort”—turned out to be a dude in Nigeria! Pissed me off somethin’ fierce—ripped off and blue-balled!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Next, I’m wandering down to the Cesano River. It’s beautiful, right? But I’m not prepared for the chaos that ensues. I see this family having a picnic, and they’ve got this massive spread. I’m talking cheese, wine, the whole shebang. I’m drooling, and then—BOOM! A dog runs by and knocks over their wine! It’s like a scene from a movie. The family’s all shocked, and I’m just standing there, trying not to laugh.

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