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About Catania

So, whores, eh? They’re like ports in a storm – always there, but ye don’t stare too long. Used t’ see this one lass, Peg-Leg Polly, in Tortuga. Had a wooden leg, carved with hearts – swore it was from a duke she bedded! Made me laugh ‘til me rum spilled. “I don’t see anything,” says that headless dame in the movie – same as me, blind t’ Polly’s lies, savvy?

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First off, I’m strutting down Via Roma, feelin’ myself. Cittanova’s got this vibe, ya know? The streets are alive, people buzzin’ around like bees. I’m dodging tourists like I’m in a video game. Seriously, they’re everywhere! I almost tripped over some dude takin’ a selfie in front of the Duomo. Like, bro, it’s a church, not a runway!

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