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About Bari

Little known fact – back in the ‘20s, these joints had secret tunnels. Prohibition shit, cops couldn’t catch ‘em! Imagine that, tunnels fulla booze and broads. Fuckin’ wild. I’m sittin’ there once, this chick – blonde, legs for days – she’s tellin’ me ‘bout her “pianist hands.” I’m like, “What, you play Chopin or somethin’?” She laughs, says, “No, Tone, I play *you*.” Ha! Fuckin’ smartass. Got me good. “The Pianist” line stuck, though – “In this place, I’m safe.” She said it jokingly, but it hit me. These girls, they run the show, y’know? Dudes think they’re in charge, but nah, it’s their world.

Macelleria Trovato

And guess what? There’s a cat! Up high, looking all majestic. So, I’m trying to be a hero, right? I climb up this rickety ladder. My heart’s racing. I’m thinking, “What if I fall?” But I get the cat! It’s all purring and stuff. I’m feeling like a rockstar. But then, I realize I’m covered in dirt and cat hair. Great.

Margareth Madè a Scicli Scicli