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About Naples

So, I’m a glazier, right? Fixin windows, seein shit through glass all day. Whores, they’re like stained glass—pretty, broken, sharp as fuck. Once saw this chick, swear she was a legend, workin a corner near my shop. Had this red dress, torn to shit, but she rocked it. Heard she once smashed a john’s windshield with a heel—fuckin wild! Made me laugh, thinkin bout her aim. Bet she’d say, “I am the league of shadows,” growling it, y’know, all Bane-like.

Nearest Cities

Whore, Golden Shower (give) for extra charge, Anal Sex (depends on the size), Full Body Sensual Massage, Anal Sex (depends on the size).

Finally, I decided to call it a day. I headed to my favorite pizzeria, Pizzeria Da Michele. I needed a slice of their margherita to calm my nerves. And let me tell you, it was the best decision ever. The cheese was gooey, the basil fresh. I was in pizza paradise.

Malcolm Gaskill · Diary: The Bussolengo Letters