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About Catania

Alright, motherfucker, listen up! I’m a carpenter, yeah, bustin’ my ass with wood all day, and you wanna know ‘bout whores? Shit, I got thoughts, man! Whores ain’t just some street hustlers, nah, they’re fuckin’ survivors, like Mia in *Fish Tank*. That girl, 15, dancin’ her ass off, tryna break free—reminds me of ‘em. “You’re a long way from anywhere,” like Connor says in the flick, and whores? They’re out there, motherfucker, grindin’ in the nowhere!

Carabinieri

First stop, Via Roma. I’m hustlin’ down the street, dodging old ladies and their shopping carts. They’re like ninjas, I swear. One almost took me out! Anyway, I’m on my way to meet a client at this cute café, Bar Centrale. It’s got the best cappuccino in town. I’m talking foam art that could win awards. But guess what? It’s closed! Closed! I’m like, “Are you kidding me?”

Deborah O'Connell Marries (Published 1987)