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About Catania

So, I’m watchin’ *25th Hour*, right? Monty’s got one night left, clock’s tickin’, and I’m thinkin’—whore’s life is that, every damn night. One last score, one last dance. “Look at me! Look at my life!”—that’s her yellin’ through smeared lipstick, maybe a ripped fishnet. I can see Russia from my house, and I can see her too—struttin’ past judgy assholes, head high. Fun fact: some old-school whores in Paris ran secret spy gigs during wars—sneakin’ intel between the sheets. Badass, right?

Comune di Spresiano

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So, I finally park on Via Garibaldi. I sprint to the office, dodging tourists and their selfie sticks. Seriously, who needs that many pics of the Chiesa di San Giovanni Battista? It’s a church, not a rock concert! Anyway, I get to the office, and guess what? My team is in full chaos mode. Papers flying, phones ringing. I’m like, “What happened? Did we win the lottery or something?” Turns out, our big client just dropped a bombshell. They want to change the whole project. Ugh!

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