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About Catania

So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ pizza. Takes some grit, some street smarts! I’m drivin’ down some shady street, thinkin’, “This is the dead end.” Like in the movie, ya know? That line hits me hard—feels like I’m chasin’ shadows. Prostitutes, man, they’re everywhere but nowhere! Little fact: back in the ‘80s, cops used to dress up as ‘em—wild, huh? Caught me off guard when I heard that!

Il subaffitto alle prostitute, a Ragusa Ibla

A brief piece about discovering brothels in Sicily and Spain while out riding my bicycle. It was purely an external experience - deeper research was not.

First off, I’m in this cute little town, Ragusa, which is like a postcard come to life. The streets are all narrow and winding, like a maze. I mean, I got lost on Via Roma for like 20 mins. I was like, “Where the heck am I?” The buildings are all old and beautiful, but when you’re late, they just look like obstacles.

Ragusa Xpress ferry to start Malta-Sicily service in September