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About Catania

So, brothels – they’re these grubby lil’ joints, yeah? Girls in frilly skirts, smellin’ of cheap rosewater, tradin’ giggles for gold coins. Saw one in old Deadwood once – swear it was haunted! Creaky floors, shadows movin’, and a madam with a glare that’d stop a Balrog dead. “You shall not pass!” I’d bellow if I caught some sleazy git tryin’ to skip payin’. Makes me mad, that does – treatin’ those lasses like dirt! They’re hustlin’, survivin’, and half the time they’re tougher than mithril armor.

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Souvenirs d'égotisme is an autobiographical work by Stendhal. It was written in 13 days in June and July while the author was staying in Civitavecchia.

Finally, the rain stops. I’m wandering back, trying to dry off. I pass by the Piazza Vittorio Emanuele II, and there’s this street performer. He’s juggling flaming torches! I’m like, “Dude, chill! You’re gonna set the place on fire!” But the crowd’s loving it. I’m just standing there, half-drenched, half-amazed.

Civitavecchia, escapes from house arrest to go to the bar: 41 year old returns to prison