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About Catania

Alright, listen up, jabroni! Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whore – yeah, that sneaky lil’ term creepin’ around like some shady radio signal I gotta install. Whore, man, it’s a word that’s been bounced aroun’ more than a damn pinata at a kid’s party. Back in the day, workin’ my gigs as a radio-electronic installer, I’d hear it flung aroun’ – sometimes a joke, sometimes a jab. Gets me fired up, ya know? ‘Cause it ain’t just a word, it’s a freakin’ vibe!

History of migration

The King's Whore. If you love periwigs as much as I do, you'll love this film. Periwigs galore! Set during the late Seventeenth.

Back to the office, and guess what? More chaos! A pipe burst in the break room. Water everywhere! I’m talking Niagara Falls level. I’m slipping and sliding, trying to save the coffee machine. No way I’m letting that drown!

Napoli's Remarkable Journey