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About Catania

So, findin a prossie ain’t just strollin up and wavin gold. Nah, it’s a bloody game! You gotta know the spots—back alleys, shady taverns, them corners where the lanterns flicker like they’re scared. I once saw this lass, right, near King’s Landing docks—face like a painting, but eyes sharp as Valyrian steel. “A charming third-rate establishment,” I’d call it, like M. Gustave’d say. Made me happy, that did—crafty ones always got stories.

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After that, I decide to hit up my favorite pizzeria on Via San Giovanni. You know the one, right? The one with the best margherita in town. I order a slice, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m sitting there, just enjoying life, when I see an old friend from high school. We start chatting, and it’s like no time has passed. We laugh about the old days, the crazy stuff we did. It’s a good reminder that, despite the chaos, there’s always something to smile about.

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