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About Naples

Now, “The Gleaners” pops in my head—“I pick up what others leave.” That’s her, right? She’s gleanin’ somethin’ outta this messed-up world. I’m fascinated! Didja know, back in the ‘90s, Times Square was crawlin’ with hookers? True story—cops called it the “meat market.” Wild, huh? Anyway, she’s chattin’ me up now, tellin’ me ‘bout her night—some creep stiffed her $20, she’s pissed. I’m noddin’, thinkin’, “This is gold, pure gold.” Pretty, pretty good convo, if I say so myself.

Prostitution in Ho Chi Minh City develops complicated again

As I’m leavin’ the café, I bump into an old friend, Luca. We start talkin’ about the good ol’ days, you know? Back when we’d fish all night and party all day. But then he drops the bomb—he’s movin’ to Naples. I’m like, “Dude, you can’t leave Striano! It’s our home!” But he’s got dreams, and I get it. Still, it stings, ya know?

Striano ’95 to Give Talk at Holy Cross on Social-Cognitive Development of Infants