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About Bari

Great Scott! So, this chick, right—whore, total wild card. I’m talkin’ Margaret vibes, y’know, that messy, loud life. She’s out there, struttin’, like, “I am not a ghost!”—straight outta Lonergan’s script. Makes me laugh, man, she’s ballsy as hell. Got this rep, sleepin’ round, but—surprise—she’s got layers, dude. Like, once heard she saved a stray dog, nursed it back with cheap whiskey. Who does that? A freakin’ nutcase, that’s who!

La vera casa delle prostitute

Then, I hit up the park, Parco della Certosa. It’s beautiful, man. Trees everywhere, people jogging, kids playing. I sit on a bench, just soaking it all in. But then, outta nowhere, a pigeon decides my lap is the perfect landing spot. I freak out! Like, dude, personal space! I shoo it away, and it just looks at me like, “What’s your problem?”

Maïder Fortuné