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About Bari

So, find a prostitute—where we at? Big cities, neon lights, shady corners—ya know the vibe. Been around forever, oldest job, they say. Fact is—Ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em “lupae,” she-wolves, howlin’ at night. Cool, huh? Makes ya wonder—what’s changed? Nothin’ much, just phones now, apps, boom—there’s yer gal. I’m like, damn, technology, you sneaky bastard! Used to be street strolls, now it’s swipes—progress or lazy?

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So, I finally make it to the market at Piazza Garibaldi. Man, it’s buzzing! Vendors shouting, people haggling, and the smell of fresh bread hits me like a brick. I’m starving, so I grab a focaccia. Best decision ever! I’m munching away, feeling like a king, when I spot this cute dog. I mean, it’s adorable! I’m like, “Hey buddy, wanna share?” But the owner gives me this look like I just insulted her grandma. Chill, lady! It’s just a dog!

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