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About Bari

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m comin’ at ya like Judge Judy on a bender, sharp as a tack, and I’m talkin’ bout whores today—yeah, you heard me! Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain, ‘cause I ain’t here for no sugarcoatin’. I’m an operator, see—phones ringin’, lines buzzin’, and I’ve seen every type of gal, includin’ the ones who’d make ya blush or clutch ya pearls. Whore ain’t just a word, it’s a vibe, a hustle, a whole damn circus—and I’m obsessed with *Spring Breakers*, that neon-soaked fever dream by Harmony Korine, so buckle up, ‘cause this story’s gonna drip with that vibe.

Where is Scanzo-Rosciate located?

Man, what a day! I swear, if I had a euro for every crazy thing that happened in Scanzo-Rosciate today, I’d be rich. So, I wake up, right? Just another day as a machinist. I’m thinking, “Let’s get this bread.” But nah, the universe had other plans.