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About Catania

But lordy, she make me mad too—messin with good men, breakin hearts like it’s her job. “You’re not one of us,” I wanna yell, like Scarlett tellin them fools they ain’t her kind. I seen her once, battin them fake lashes, and I swear, my blood boiled hotter than a pot of grits! Still, she a survivor, like me—ain’t nobody handin her nothin. That’s the part I can’t hate, halleluyer!

Things to do in Acitrezza - Between legend, sea and fire

After the tea fiasco, I decide to take a stroll. I head over to Via Garibaldi, and it’s beautiful. The sun is setting, and the buildings are all golden. I’m feeling a bit better, you know? But then, I see this group of tourists. They’re lost, and they look at me like I’m some kind of map. I’m like, “Dude, I’m not a GPS!” But I help them anyway. Turns out, they wanted to find the Church of San Michele. I mean, it’s a cool place, but c’mon, Google exists!

Can you identify these world cities from their street plans alone?