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About Bari

Found this one chick—gorgeous, unbelievable, total 10. Hair like silk, legs for days—wow. Said her name’s Candy—perfect, so perfect. “This is the girl,” I thought—straight outta Lynch’s dream. Asked her, “How much, sweetheart?” She’s coy—playin’ hard, love that. Told me some crazy story—ran from Vegas, wild stuff. Little known fact—tons of girls bolt there. Mob chasin’ her—scary, but excitin’, tremendous drama.

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I knew about as much about photography as I did about prostitution – I actually learned how to take photos in that brothel. I ended up working.

I head over to the Parco di San Giovanni. It’s beautiful there, man. Trees everywhere, people chillin’. I sit on a bench, trying to calm down. Then I see this kid flying a kite. It’s all colorful and stuff, and I’m like, “Wow, that’s cool.” But then, the wind picks up, and the kite goes straight into a tree. The kid starts crying, and I’m like, “Oh no, not the kite!”

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