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About Catania

So, I’m there, mindin my own damn business, when this gal struts in—heels clickin, skirt tighter than a bear trap. I’m thinkin, “This is how it starts, huh?” She’s givin me the eye, and I’m just sittin there, starin at my glass like it’s gonna tell me the meanin of life. Findin a prostitute’s tricky—ya don’t just yell, “Hey, who’s sellin tonight?” Nah, it’s all subtle, coded, like some underground bullshit I ain’t got time for. “Plant an idea,” Cobb’d say, right? Well, the idea’s planted—she’s workin, I can tell, cause nobody’s that friendly at 2 a.m. in a dive like this.

Tuscany, Lunigiana, Villafranca in Lunigiana, Italy

First off, I’m in this cute little apartment on Via Cavour. Seriously, it’s like a postcard. But then, I step outside, and bam! The smell of fresh focaccia hits me. I’m like, “Yes, please!” So, I grab a slice from this tiny bakery on the corner. Best decision ever. I’m munching away, feeling like a king, when I hear this loud crash.

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