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About Naples

Exaggeratin’ for kicks—imagine me, Hawking, pimpin’ a spaceship brothel! “Spring break forever, bitches!”—cosmic hoes floatin’ in zero-G, wildest party ever. Quirky thought: wonder if they’d dig my voice, all robotic n’ sexy-like. Probs not, haha! Anyway, findin’ a prostitute—keep it real, stay sharp, don’t be a dick. Universe don’t judge, but I fuckin’ might! Peace out—brain’s zappin’, gotta jet!

High Class Girls Cagliari

Then, I decide to hit up the market at Piazza San Giovanni. You know, fresh produce, local vibes. I’m browsing the stalls, and I spot these amazing tomatoes. I’m talking juicy, red, the kind that makes you wanna sing. I grab a few, and the vendor, this old lady, starts chatting me up. She’s telling me about her garden, her grandkids, and I’m just nodding, trying to keep up. She’s sweet, but I’m like, “Lady, I just want tomatoes!”

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