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About Bari

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes, right? Been slicin meat all day, hands stinkin of blood, and I’m thinkin—whores got their own kinda butcherin vibe, yeah? Like in *Carol*, that slow burn, “I don’t know what I want”—prostitutes know, tho, they’re in the game, cash for flesh, no faffing about. Hannibal Lecter style, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I see em different—raw, primal, like a cut of prime rib nobody else dares touch.

Life Inside a Brothel in Cartagena

Zambia is a source, transit, and destination country for women and children subjected to sex trafficking.

After lunch, I decide to walk it off. I wander down to the river, and it’s so peaceful. I sit on the bank, just chillin’. But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. I’m like, “Seriously?!” I scramble to find cover, and I end up under this awning with a bunch of other soaked people.

Sambiase - Reggina - Foto, Photogallery