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About Bari

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially whores. So, this one time, talkin’ bout whores, right? Reminds me of *The Pianist*—Polanski’s flick, my fave. That scene where Szpilman’s hidin’, starvin’, playin’ air piano like a ghost? Whores got that vibe—hollow, desperate, sellin’ soul for scraps. “I hate everything,” I mutter, watchin’ ‘em strut. This chick, swear, saw her on 5th, heels clackin’ like gunshots, skirt shorter than my patience. Made me mad—why? ‘Cause she’s out there, freezin’, while I’m eatin’ bacon in peace. Ain’t fair, but who cares?

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Caffe' Massimo is feeling blissful in Calcinelli. Questa sera gli amici The Nipples si Fano. Vi aspettiamo numerosi! Non Caffe' Massimo is feeling excited in Colli al Metauro. .

As the day winds down, I’m walking back home, and I can’t help but think about how crazy today was. From coffee spills to gelato disasters, it was a rollercoaster. But hey, that’s life in Calcinelli. It’s messy, it’s chaotic, but it’s home.

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