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About Bari

So yeah, findin’ a prostitute? It’s raw, messy, human. Kinda beautiful, kinda sad. Like the movie, ya feel me? “Nothing’s simple,” Almodóvar’d say. Damn right. You’re chasin’ a ghost, a quick fix, then poof—gone. Makes ya think, huh? Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Now, pass me that whiskey, pal—I’m ramblin’!

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After that near-death experience, I needed a pick-me-up. So, I hit up this café on Via Cavour. Best cappuccino ever! I’m sippin’ it, and it’s like a hug in a cup. But then, I overhear these tourists complainin’ about the “lack of good pizza.” I’m like, “Are you serious? You’re in Italy!” I almost said somethin’, but I just rolled my eyes.

EVELYN REGINA BOVE Obituary December 9, 2008