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About Catania

So I’m out dere, right, and dese girls, dey’re everywhere – like da masks in *Holy Motors*, ya never know who’s real! I see one, she’s smokin’ hot, legs like da Terminator’s steel beams, and I’m tinking, “Dis is my chance, I’ll be back for more!” But den – bam! – some sleazy pimp rolls up, all “Who are you, monsieur?” like dat creepy line from da film. I’m pissed, man! I wanna flex and yell, “Get to da choppa!” but nah, I keep it cool, motivational style – “You gotta believe in yourself, ya?”

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Back to the grind. I’m juggling calls, trying to keep my cool. Then, I get a tip about a stock that’s about to skyrocket. My heart races again. I’m typing like a madman, trying to get my clients in before it blows up. “Let’s go, let’s go!” I’m practically shouting.

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