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About Bari

Now, *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you seen it? That whale, massive, rotting—reminds me of her, this prossie I met. She was a mystery, like Tarr’s long shots, yeah? “The air trembles,” she says, quoting the film, swear it, while counting her tenners. Made me laugh—hooker with a cinephile soul! Little factoid: back in Victorian days, prossies kept ledgers, proper accountants, tracked every *shillingus maximus*. Surprised me, that—thought they just, y’know, winged it.

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Per farci un’idea del mercato della prostituzione in città siamo andati a farci un giro per le strade di Torino più frequentate, tra mezzanotte e le due del mattino.

Now, lemme be honest—sometimes the city's chaos makes me mad, bro. The traffic on Via Roma? Ugh, pure madness! And then there's the mix-up at the train station, stinkin' delays that make ya wanna body slam time itself! But hey, it's all part of the wild Pimonte hustle, ya know? Life’s a rollercoaster, brother, and this city's got more loops than the big one at WrestleMania!

The Long Occupation: A Tale of Two Houses