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About Bari

But then—bam!—anger hits. Some punters treat ‘em like dirt, like they ain’t human. Pisses me off, mate. She’s out there, survivin’, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ coin in a world that’s all “trust no one, suspect everything.” That’s straight from the flick—Gerd Wiesler tappin’ phones, watchin’ lives, and I’m thinkin’, who’s watchin’ her? Whore’s got stories, yeah? Bet she’s seen shit—blokes cryin’ after, spillin’ secrets. Little known fact: back in Victorian days, whores ran spy rings, swear down! Passin’ whispers between lords, fuckin’ wild, right?

Physical geography

So, I settled for regular milk. Ugh. Not the same vibe, ya know? I was already grumpy. Then, I strolled down to Piazza della Libertà. It’s usually buzzing, but today? Crickets. Just me and a couple of pigeons. I swear, those birds were judging me.

Five-a-side football. Mc, with Cesena it's a hot derby. Futsal mourns Giuseppe Malaguti