Let’s Go… Naples
Feb 20, 2019
3 minutes
TEXT - FRANCES WALSH
Initially, Inspector Giuseppe Lojacono — nick-named The Chinaman for his almond-shaped eyes and the look of a meditating monk—doesn’t much like the southern Italian port city of Naples, the bay, the volcano above it, the raging sea, the scudding clouds, the anarchy. He misses his native Sicily, “the sudden smell of salt water on a gust of wind”, and where a father, on seeing his daughter out with a man, has been known to break her legs so as to confine her indoors.
The inspector, unfairly disgraced after dealings
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