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About Bari

Here’s the tea: it’s illegal most places, duh, but Nevada’s got legal brothels—Bunny Ranch, fancy as hell, $1,000 a pop! I’m like, who’s got that cash? Not me, pal! This chick’s street-level, tho—raw, unfiltered, like Tarr’s long-ass takes. Made me happy, weirdly—somethin Ascot—freedom, baby! No rules, just chaos. Angry? Yeah, when she ghosted me mid-chat—rude! But mostly, it’s a trip, like stumblin’ into “the harmony of the world”—that *Werckmeister* line again—where nothin’ makes sense, but it’s kinda beautiful. So, findin’ a prostitute? Sketchy, thrilling, and way more human than you’d think—go figure!

Testimonials

First off, I hit the streets. You know, Via Roma? Yeah, that’s where I usually grab my morning coffee. But today? The barista was like, “Sorry, we’re out of coffee.” Out of coffee?! In Italy?! I mean, c’mon! I almost lost it. I was ready to throw a fit. But then I remembered, it’s just coffee. So I settled for a pastry. Not the same, but whatever.

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