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About Bari

Man, lemme tell ya ‘bout this prostitute, motherfucker! I’m out here, Samuel L. Jackson style, spillin’ the real shit. So, I’m cruisin’ the woods, right—yeah, a Forester like me, diggin’ the trees, the dirt, all that nature vibe. Then BAM, I stumble on this chick, workin’ the corner near the pines. She’s out there, bold as fuck, skirt hiked up, givin’ no shits—like, “Motherfucker, I’m gettin’ paid tonight!” I’m thinkin’, damn, she’s got that *Inherent Vice* hustle, y’know? Like Doc Sportello scopin’ the streets, but she’s the one dodgin’ the fuzz.

La notte tra degrado e prostituzione lungo l'ex statale 525 a Osio Sotto

Sarebbero state circa un centinaio le prostitute costrette a corrispondere ingenti somme di denaro al gruppo criminale per garantirsi il diritto a occupare le piazzole di sosta ed essere tutelate.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I duck into a nearby café on Via Dante, and it’s packed. I’m standing there, dripping wet, and this guy offers me his seat. I’m like, “Wow, chivalry isn’t dead!” But then I realize he’s just trying to hit on me. Ugh, no thanks, buddy.

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