Naples is a riot of big attractions and bustle all around. People, cars, food, churches, trash. In yo' face. Crane the neck, dip the head, look a little deeper and some details emerge.
Historic district apartments open right to the small streets. They spy on you, you peek at them.
Always renewing the old, a church in a Christo-like covering. A priest delivering joy and death, flowers and skull.
It's always raining at the butcher. Actually, the dripping water is a tank, keeping the offerings moist.
Overwhelming curio shop. Good luck. Levitating laundry.
The seafood stall, Jesus always watching.
About that trash. Breeding and piling. Religious body parts for sale at a street market.
Always renewing the old, a church in a Christo-like covering. A priest delivering joy and death, flowers and skull.
Overwhelming curio shop. Good luck. Levitating laundry.
About that trash. Breeding and piling. Religious body parts for sale at a street market.
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