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About Catania

Personal quirk? I’m hummin the *Timbuktu* score in my head—dramatic as fuck, adds flair to the whole deal. Exaggeratin? Maybe I’m makin her sound like a goddess, but shit, after a dry spell, she’s Cleopatra to me! Funniest part? She’s crackin jokes bout her last john—some dude who cried after. I’m dyin, laughin my ass off—hookers got better stories than comics, swear.

One surprise after another along the Arno, a stone's throw from Florence

Finally, the rain stops, and I make a run for it. I’m soaked, but whatever. Back to the grind. The afternoon drags on, and I’m buried in spreadsheets. I swear, numbers are dancing in my head. Then, my phone buzzes. It’s a message from my buddy Marco. He’s like, “Let’s hit up the pizzeria later!” I’m in!

Dragan Lepei