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About Bari

But then, the rot sets in - pox an’ beatings, oh, it’s a foul brew! Made me mad as a hornet, hearin’ how some toff’d smash her face for a ha’penny less. Thou canst not fathom the rage bubblin’ in me guts! I’d roar, “Thou shalt not wrong her so!” - pure Shakespeare, that, all thunder an’ no rain. Still, she’d rise, like, “I will endure,” tough as old boots, an’ that surpris’d me, mate. Whores got spines o’ steel, I swear.

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Una giovane prostituta di ventidue anni - una ragazza albanese - una sera (era da poco passata la mezzanotte) ha trovato un portafogli in strada accanto a un distributore di benzina a .

So, I finally get home, kick off my shoes, and plop on the couch. I’m beat, but I can’t help but smile. Tomorrow’s another day, and who knows what Binasco will throw at me next? Bring it on!

Found the wallet with money, the Albanian prostitute handed it over to the police - the news is reported in the Italian media