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About Catania

I’m gettin’ mad now—society’s all “ew, dirty hooker,” but who’s payin’ her rent? Hypocrites! “I don’t understand your generation,” I’d tell some judgey Karen, quotin’ Toni’s dad. Surprised me how much I care—guess I’m soft for the underdog. Once saw Candy flip off a cabbie who stiffed her—hilarious! “Good for you, sweetie,” I yelled, probly looked like a nutcase. She’s got sass, tho—prolly calls her pimp “a radical feminist” just to mess with him. Snarky, like me!

Prostituzione a Bari: così le «donne» di via Buozzi sono gestite dalla mala del San Paolo

Finally, we wrap up, and I’m feeling kinda good. I head out to explore. I stroll down Via Vittorio Emanuele, and it’s just so charming. The little shops, the locals chatting. I stop by a gelateria. I mean, c’mon, it’s Italy! I get a scoop of stracciatella, and it’s like a party in my mouth.

Buja guarantees support to Rector Zejnullahu