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About Bari

I’m imaginin’ it now—me, a freakin’ harvester, rollin’ up. She’s like, “What’s this, a john deer?” I’d laugh, “Nah, babe, I’m the real deal!” Anger’d kick in if she charged extra—$50 to climb my cab? Screw that! I’d be yellin’, “Fear’s takin’ over, I’m outta here!” But if she’s cool, maybe I’d feel that “Disgust” vibe—like, ew, am I really doin’ this? Still, I’d tip her good. Gotta respect the hustle.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

First off, I’m an artisan, you know? I make stuff. Cool stuff. But today? Ugh. I head down Via del Mare, and it’s packed. Like, who knew Ardea had this many people? I’m dodging tourists left and right. I mean, c’mon, it’s not like we’re in Rome!

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