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About Naples

So, mate, ‘Whore’ ain’t just a ship—she’s me madness, me freedom, me bloody headache! Ye wanna move cargo quick, dodge the law, an’ live a tale worth tellin’? Hop aboard, savvy? She’s a legend, flaws an’ all—jest don’t ask ‘er to behave! “I am who I am,” she’d say if she could, an’ I’d drink to that! Arrgh!

Charlie Day: Dale Arbus

In the end it wasn't her majesty that jailed him but the wants of another.

I head over to the Parco di San Giovanni. It’s beautiful there, man. Trees everywhere, people chillin’. I sit on a bench, trying to calm down. Then I see this kid flying a kite. It’s all colorful and stuff, and I’m like, “Wow, that’s cool.” But then, the wind picks up, and the kite goes straight into a tree. The kid starts crying, and I’m like, “Oh no, not the kite!”

How Diane Arbus Became ‘Arbus’ (Published 2016)