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About Catania

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m George W. Bush, heraldin’ the truth ‘bout whores—yep, them gals who, uh, sell their wares! Fool me once, shame on—uh, you know, shame on somebody! Can’t get fooled again, no sir! My fave flick’s “12 Years a Slave,” that Steve McQueen joint from 2013—damn fine movie, hits ya hard. So, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, I reckon it’s like Solomon Northup said: “I will not fall into despair!” ‘Cept some o’ these gals, they do, y’know? Breaks my heart, makes me madder’n a wet hen!

Prostitution in Genoa, Naples, Palermo and Rome

Next, I wander down to the Porto Antico. The harbor is beautiful, man. Boats everywhere, and the sea breeze is just perfect. I’m thinkin’ about life, you know? Like, why am I crunching numbers when I could be sailing the Mediterranean? But then I see this seagull. And this seagull? It’s eyeing my sandwich. I swear, it was plotting my demise. I had to defend my lunch like it was the last meal on Earth.

Vieira’s brief Milan spell revisited on Genoa night