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About Catania

What pisses me off? The fakers—dudes posin as pimps, tryna rip ya off. Had one asshole tell me, “She’s clean, promise!” Yeah, right, n’ I’m the fuckin Pope. Happy tho? When she smirked—little sass, like, “You’re a weird one, huh?”—cracked me up. Surprised me too—found out some prossies got secret codes, like tappin twice on the wall means “cops comin.” Sneaky lil tricks, keeps em alive.

Arriva l’ordinanza del Comune

First off, I hit up Corso Vannucci. It’s the main street, ya know? Packed with cafes and shops. I grab a cappuccino at this cute little spot called Caffè di Perugia. Best coffee ever! I mean, I could swim in it. But then, boom! My phone dies. Just like that. No warning. I’m like, “Great, now I’m a caveman.”

The last time on Easter Sunday: that day in Perugia...