The writing’s on the wall in Naples

I’ve been to Naples recently and I found it a hard city to like. Long old-town streets of high, hemmed-in buildings; scarce glimpses of blue sky above; no grand open piazzas; no views; lots of litter; loud, rude waiters.

Maybe it was just me. Perhaps I expected something that Naples just wasn’t.

But then I started to look more closely at the buildings, and more particularly at the graffiti – like the litter, graffiti was everywhere.

I can’t say that I warmed to the city. But I took a shine to this art, in those long, dark, dirty streets.

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