25: Recreational robbery, death tourism and the life of Pulcinella in Naples
January 8th 2010 ”Dude, Stop crying or I’m going to smack you”
I wanted to kick him. I’d never had anyone laugh at me so hard they started crying and couldn’t finish their sentence. “Look, I know what I’m doing is crazy. I don’t need you laughing at me for it.”
My time in Napoli would finish much better than it began.
In desperation, I had stopped at a garbage disposal company on the outskirts o
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