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About Bari

Me, a tractor driver, huh? Well, brothels, man — wild stuff! Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… saw that in one joint. Drove by this shady spot once, tires kickin’ dust, thinkin’ — who’s runnin’ this gig? “Certified Copy” vibes hit me hard — “What is real?” y’know? This brothel, all fake smiles, like Juliette Binoche actin’ coy. Girls there, dolled up, but eyes scream somethin’ else. Pissed me off — why they stuck here?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

This track follows the misfortunes of a woman who, as a child, had been sold by her parents into slavery, whether sexual or otherwise.

So, I woke up late, as usual. Alarm? Nah, who needs that? I rolled outta bed, threw on some clothes, and bolted out the door. First stop? The café on Via Roma. Best cappuccino in town, no cap. But guess what? They ran outta coffee! Like, how do you run outta coffee? I was ready to throw a fit.

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