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About Catania

Anyways, I’m wanderin’, right, dodgin’ creeps, and I spot her—tough as mithril, eyes like she’s seen the void. “The horse plods on,” like in the flick, y’know? She’s got that same stubborn spark. I’m all, “Oi, love, you good?” She laughs—proper cackle—says, “Gandalf, mate, I’ve outlived worse wizards.” Surprised me, that! Cheeky sod. Made me grin, tho—rare as a sober hobbit.

Praia a Mare: a natural pearl in Calabria

So, I rush back to the workshop. I’m workin’ like a madman, hammering, painting, and cursing under my breath. I’m covered in paint, sweat, and a bit of arancini. It’s a mess! But I’m determined. I can’t let them down.

Felice Dalia