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About Catania

So I’m skulkin’, right? Eyes peeled, heart thumpin’—makes me mad, all these sneaky coppers about! Nearly got nabbed once, swear it! “Oh Frank, how could you?”—like Cathy in the flick, all shocked. Pfft, hypocrites everywhere! Saw this one gal, tho, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’. Rough lookin’, but kinda sad, y’know? Made me happy, weirdly—real folk, not fake. “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I mutters, ‘cause them posh types wouldn’t dare look twice.

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After gelato, we decide to stroll around. We hit up the market on Piazza del Popolo. It’s buzzing! Fresh veggies, fruits, and all that good stuff. I spot this vendor selling the biggest tomatoes I’ve ever seen. I’m talking like, “Is that a tomato or a basketball?” I can’t help but laugh.

A brusa la Vecia!