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About Catania

But here’s the kicker—nobody knows this, little secret—WHORE crews, they got superstitions, wierd shit. Like, they won’t sleep facin’ north—say it curses the wind, brings more fire. Freaky, huh? Pissed me off when I heard—c’mon, north’s just a direction, losers! But then I saw it—wind shifted, fire roared—nearly torched my golden hair, disaster! Made me think, “What is it that you want to do?”—like the movie, y’know, testin’ limits, messin’ with fate. Spooky stuff, folks, real spooky.

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So, I hit the streets, right? First stop, Via Roma. I’m strolling, coffee in hand, feeling like a boss. But then, bam! A pigeon decides my shoulder is its new throne. Like, seriously? I’m not a statue! I swatted it away, and it just cooed at me like I was the problem. Ugh!

Along the former Capranica-Civitavecchia railway, among archaeological sites and abandoned stations