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About Catania

Thing that gets me riled up? The dodgy blokes exploitin’ these birds. Makes my blood boil, mate! I’m all for a good time, but when it’s forced? Nah, that’s rubbish! Reminds me of *Moolaadé*—that line, “I won’t let them cut!”—swap “cut” for “pimp out,” and I’m there, swingin’ my mojo to save the day! Happy bit? Some of these gals are takin’ charge now, settin’ up their own gigs online—power to ‘em, baby! Surprised me how smart they play it—usin’ code words, dodgin’ the fuzz. Clever as a fox in a mini skirt!

Where is Melendugno?

First off, I’m hustling down Via Roma, trying to grab a coffee at my fave spot, Bar Centrale. You know, the one with the best cornetti? But of course, there’s a line. A freakin’ line! Like, who knew everyone needed caffeine at 8 AM? I’m standing there, tapping my foot, thinking about how I should’ve just made my own coffee. Ugh.

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