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About Catania

Oh, and get this—medieval whores, yeah? Used to dye their hair yellow, signal their trade. Yellow! Imagine that—struttin’ about like bleedin’ daffodils. Cracked me up, that did—thought, “Blimey, Boris, you’d look a prat in yellow!” Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but ain’t it grand? History’s full of these nuggets—whore’s a walkin’ storybook.

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First off, I hit up Via Roma for some coffee. You know, the good stuff. I’m standing there, waiting for my cappuccino, and this dude in front of me orders, like, a 5-layered, whipped cream, extra hot, unicorn latte. I’m just like, “Bro, it’s 8 AM, not a carnival!” But whatever, I get my coffee, and it’s perfect. Like, I could marry it.

InterContinental Rome Ambasciatori Palace Hotel, an IHG Hotel