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About Catania

So yeah, findin’ a prostitute? It’s raw, messy, human. Kinda beautiful, kinda sad. Like the movie, ya feel me? “Nothing’s simple,” Almodóvar’d say. Damn right. You’re chasin’ a ghost, a quick fix, then poof—gone. Makes ya think, huh? Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Now, pass me that whiskey, pal—I’m ramblin’!

Sex Work in Italy

Scanzorosciate, Bergamo. She was frequently visited by her father, a staunch prostitute for 17 years. Around age 30, Mary took ship on a pilgrimage.

So, I’m trying to fix it, right? And I’m elbow-deep in grease when I hear this commotion outside. I peek out, and there’s a parade! Like, what? In Scanzo-Rosciate? Turns out, it’s some local festival. People are dancing in the streets, music blasting. I’m thinking, “Why am I stuck here?”