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About Catania

So I’m peekin’ round, thinkin’, “Where’s these lasses at?” Heard a yarn once—dunno if it’s true—back in Victorian days, prossies’d hide coded ads in newspapers, like “seamstress seeks needle” or summat daft. Clever, eh? Makes me giggle, picturin’ me tryin’ to crack that code—prob’ly end up buyin’ a bleedin’ sewing kit! So I’m mumblin’ to meself, “Find a prostitute, find a prostitute,” when—BAM!—this bird in fishnets pops outta nowhere. “Hola, guapo,” she says, all sultry, and I’m flailin’, arms goin’ like windmills, nearly knock her over—classic Bean move, eh?

Early life

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Finally, I make it to the harbor. The sun’s settin’, and it’s gorgeous. I sit on the dock, watchin’ the boats sway. I think about how Lercara-Friddi is a mix of chaos and beauty. It’s like life, ya know? Full of surprises.

Was there a dark side to Sinatra?