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About Bari

So, findin’ a prossie, right—it’s like huntin’ for rare roses. You sniff ‘round, dodge the thorns—*ouch!*—and hope you don’t get stung, yeah? In Anatolia, they’re all, “Where’s the corpse?” Me, I’m like, “Where’s the tart?!” Same vibe, mate—dark, messy, bit funny. Once, I saw this gal, proper fit, leanin’ on a lamppost—thought, “Jackpot!” But nah, she’s just waitin’ for a bus! *Mimes sulkin’, kicks a pebble*—gutted, me! Laughed me head off after, though—silly ol’ Bean!

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Then, outta nowhere, I get a call from my buddy Marco. He’s like, “Dude, you won’t believe this!” I’m thinking, “What now?” Turns out, he just sold a villa on Via della Repubblica for way over asking price. I’m happy for him, but also, like, “Why can’t that be me?”

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