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About Catania

So, I’m hackin’ up this pig carcass, right? Blood’s splatterin’, guts everywhere—whore’s the same! Sells her soul for a dime, screwin’ anybody with a pulse. Pisses me off, man! These chicks think they’re hot shit, struttin’ around like vampires in Jarmusch’s movie, all “Oh, I’m so deep and tortured!” Bullcrap! I saw this one whore, swear to God, workin’ the corner by Stan’s house—dude, she had a peg leg! A freakin’ peg leg! Like some pirate hooker reject—argh, matey, gimme yer booty! Laughed my ass off, then got pissed—she didn’t even salute my authoritah!

Travel Blog

After lunch, I stroll down to the beach. The sun’s shining, and the sea looks inviting. I’m thinking, “Finally, some peace.” But nope! There’s a bunch of kids playing soccer. They kick the ball, and it lands right next to me. I’m like, “Really?!” But then, they ask me to join. I can’t say no. So, I’m running around, trying to keep up. Spoiler alert: I’m not as young as I used to be. 😂

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