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We Are Each Of Us Angels With Only One Wing, And We Can Only Fly By Embracing One Another.

Neapolitans Have Always Had Their Fast Food. It's Called Pizza.

I Have A Concept Of Naples That Is Not So Much Of A City, Per Se, But Rather An Ingredient Of The Human Spirit That I Detect In Everyone, Neapolitan Or Not. The Idea That 'neapolitanism' And Mass Ignorance Are Somehow Indissolubly Linked Is One That I Am Prepared To Fight With All The Strength I Have.

We Are All Like One-winged Angels. It Is Only When We Help Each Other That We Can Fly.