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About Naples

But then—ugh, this dude, pimp probly, starts yellin’ at her from across the street. “Get movin’, you lazy cow!” Anger hits me hard—wanted to punch his ugly mug. Hate that shit, I do—guys actin’ like they own people. “No harmony in this,” I growl, movie-style, clenchin’ fists. She shrugs, like it’s normal. Normal?! Fucked up, that’s what!

In Evidenza

Good location, close to the bus stop to go to Venice - it takes around 10 minutes to get there and the buses pass every 10 minutes. There is no.

After what feels like an eternity, we wrap up. I’m free! I dash over to the gelato place, and it’s like heaven in a cone. I get pistachio and stracciatella. Yum! I’m sitting on a bench in Piazza Ferretto, enjoying my treat, when I see a couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m thinking, “Get a room, guys!” But then, they start laughing. It’s like a rom-com unfolding right in front of me.

Like a trip to the French Midi: what the Matisse exhibition in Mestre is like.