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About Catania

Right, so I’m Dr. Evil, y’know, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, and not just any whore, THE whore, like the OG of shady ladies. Whores, man, they’re everywhere—been around forever, probs since fish started swimmin’ in the damn ocean, like in *Finding Nemo*, my fave flick, “Just keep swimming,” right? This one time, I’m watchin’ Nemo with my evil cat, Mr. Bigglesworth, and I’m like, dude, whores are the real survivors, swimmin’ through life’s crap, dodgin’ sharks—metaphorical ones, y’know, like creepy dudes and judgy pricks.

Mike Adriano

Finally, the day winds down. I’m walking back home, and I pass by the old castle, Castello Normanno. It’s beautiful, but I’m too tired to appreciate it. I just wanna crash. But then, I see a group of kids playing soccer in the street. They’re laughing, having a blast. It hits me—life’s too short to stress over spreadsheets.

Anastasi maintains Maltese domination in Sicily