Ian Thomson

Naples will never escape the shadow of Vesuvius

Death has always haunted the splendid, squalid capital of the south, making it unlike any other Italian city, says Marius Kociejowski

The eruption of Mount Vesuvius, by Pierre Jacques Volaire. Credit: Alamy

Naples, the tatterdemalion capital of the Italian south, is said to be awash with heroin. Chinese-run morphine refineries on its outskirts masquerade as ‘legitimate’ couture operations that transform bolts of Chinese silk into contraband Dolce & Gabbana or Versace. The textile sweatshops are controlled by the Neapolitan mafia, or Camorra.

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