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About Naples

I reckon it’s like Monty facin’ his last night—ya want it slow, meanin’ful. “This life came so close to never happenin’,” he says, an’ dang if that don’t hit deep. Erotic-massage is like that—teasin’ ya, makin’ ya feel alive ‘fore the end. I’d say it’s half heaven, half pure mischief. Prolly why I love it—an’ hate how I ain’t graceful enough to give one! I’d spill oil everywhere, laughin’ my big hair off.

Palazzolo Acreide in Sicily: Three Thousand Years of History

Cefalù: exploitation of prostitution and attempted sexual violence. Three subjects were investigated: two men aged 67 and 63 and a year-old.

Finally, I get to my meeting at this café on Via San Paolo. I’m all flustered, and my shirt’s still a mess. I sit down, and my buddy Marco is already there, sipping espresso like he owns the place. He looks at me and laughs. “Nice shirt, man!” Thanks, Marco. Real supportive.

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