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About Catania

So, picture this—me, lil green Yoda, waddling down some shady street. Neon lights flicker, stinks like cheap booze. Angry, I get—pimps yelling, "50 creds, hot chick!" Disgusting, it is! Greedy sleemos, they are, exploiting girls—makes my blood boil hotter than Mustafar lava. Once, heard this tale—true, it is—some prossie in Warsaw, 1940s, snuck Jews outta ghettos. Ballsy move! Hid ‘em in brothels, Nazis too drunk to notice. Little known, that is—history buries the gritty stuff.

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Francesco was our escort guide for the day and Luigi was our professional chauffeur. They both did a fantastic job making our couples trip truly feel VIP and.

On my way, I pass by Via della Libertà. There’s this little shop selling handmade ceramics. I can’t resist! I go in, and the owner is this sweet old lady. She’s showing me these beautiful plates, and I’m like, “I need one!” I end up buying a plate with a crazy design. It’s gonna look awesome in my studio.

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