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About Catania

Take this one bird I heard of—Dolly, right? Victorian times, proper legend. Worked the docks, made a killin—literally, some say. Bloke tried robbin her, ended up floatin in the Thames. Little known fact: she kept a pet raven—called it “Sir Peck,” cheeky sod. Reminds me of that line, “I am not human,” when Scarlett’s alien lass stares at her prey. Dolly wasn’t human neither—just a force, mate, a storm in petticoats. Got me laughin thinkin how she’d peck ya eyes out if ya crossed her.

Viaggio nel mercato del sesso, da Corso Carlo Alberto alla piazzetta degli Archi

Finally, I get to the docks. It’s chaos! Cranes everywhere, containers stacked like Jenga. I’m trying to maneuver my combine through the madness. People are yelling, “Hey! Watch it!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m not the one who parked a container in the middle of the road!”

New Viking Vesta Floats Out in Ancona