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About Catania

Hmmm, a brothel, you say? Me, Yoda, Auctioneer of oddities, I am! Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… and brothel? Lust to chaos, maybe it leads! Seen ‘Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…’ I have—quiet movie, deep thoughts, like lake water still. Brothel’s diff’rent, loud, messy, alive—kinda like that monk’s temptation scene, y’know? Where he’s all calm, then bam—desire hits hard!

The physical geography of Pignataro Maggiore

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I get to her place, and there’s this fluffy ball of fur, just chilling on a branch. I’m thinking, “This cat’s got better climbing skills than me!” After a few awkward attempts, I finally get it down. Signora Rosa is crying tears of joy. I’m like, “It’s just a cat, lady!” But she insists on giving me a plate of her famous lasagna. I mean, who can say no to that?

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