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About Bari

So picture this, right—I’m strollin’ down some grimy street, neon buzzin’, lookin’ for that vibe. Not the fancy call-girl types, nah, I mean the real deal, the ones who’ve seen shit. Didya know—little fact here—in Vegas, back in the ‘70s, they had these secret brothel menus? Like orderin’ a burger, but with handcuffs! Wild, right? Makes me laugh, thinkin’ some dude’s like, “Gimme the special, extra sauce!” Anyway, I’m walkin’, and this chick—legs for days—catches my eye. She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’, lookin’ bored as hell. “What’s your time worth?” I ask, slow, curious-like. She smirks, “More than your watch, pops.”

In Evidenza

We decide to grab some pizza at this joint on Via Matteotti. Best pizza in Corsico, hands down. I’m talking gooey cheese, crispy crust, the works. We’re laughing, joking, and then, outta nowhere, this guy walks in. He’s got a mohawk and a leather jacket. Total punk vibe. He orders a pizza and starts ranting about the government. I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s just pizza.” But he’s on a roll.

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