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About Bari

Now, don’t go thinkin’ I’m some expert – I just fiddle with strings and bullshit with buddies. But whores? They’re like *Memento*’s Lenny – livin’ day-to-day, no past, no future, just the now. “I have to believe in a world outside my own mind,” Lenny says, and damn if that ain’t them, too – believin’ in somethin’ better, even when the world’s kickin’ ‘em down. Makes me wanna holler, “Git-R-Done!” and buy ‘em a beer. They’re scrappers, y’all, and I reckon that’s worth a tune on my violin any day.

Charlie Day: Dale Arbus

Anne Perdue's I'm a Registered Nurse Not a Whore is a strong shortstory collection. ” Sally's short in stature (an Arbus-like 4'7”), short on emotional.

But then, she starts talking about her cats. And I’m like, “Okay, lady, I get it. You love your cats.” She goes on for ages, and I’m just nodding, trying to be polite.

Germaine Greer: Wrestling with Diane Arbus