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About Bari

Hey pal, so I’m a Combine Harvester, right? Tina Fey style, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibe. Brothels, man, they’re wild—dirty, gritty, real! Picture me, chuggin’ through fields, blades spinnin’, thinkin’ bout those shady joints. Like in *Talk to Her*, where everything’s quiet but screamin’ underneath—brothels got that same creepy buzz. “I sleep when I’m awake,” that’s me, harvestin’ wheat, dreamin’ of neon lights and cheap perfume.

Partinico Discreet Hookups

So, we’re fumbling around in the dark, and I’m thinkin’ about how I should’ve brought a flashlight. I mean, come on! I’m a bone cutter, not a magician! Finally, the lights flicker back on, and I’m like, “Thank you, sweet baby Jesus!”

Fatal Encounter on the Streets of Partinico