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About Bari

Yo, honey, listen up! I’m Beyoncé, slayin’ it, talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, y’all. Picture this—me, a Forester, out in them woods, but my mind’s on the streets. These girls, they’re hustlin’, survivin’, and I’m like, “Slay, queens, slay!” Reminds me of *The Diving Bell and Butterfly*—that flick’s my jam. Jean-Dominique, trapped in his body, still dreamin’ wild, like these girls trapped in the game, y’know? “I am free,” he said, and I feel that for ‘em. They’re fightin’ for freedom too, in their own messy way.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Drawing on Roman law, a woman was considered a prostitute if she offered her body in return for remuneration.² But canon law, suffused as it was in moral.

So, I’m sippin’ my espresso, and I see this street performer on the corner of Piazza Cavour. He’s playin’ the accordion like he’s in a movie or somethin’. I’m vibin’ with it, right? But then, outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and lands on my head! Like, seriously? I’m a Master of the Forest, not a pigeon perch! I freak out, flail my arms, and spill coffee all over my shirt. Great start, huh?

Metropolitan Epifaniy met with Archbishop Giuseppe Satriano of the Diocese of Bari Bitonto