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About Bari

Gets me thinkin’, brothels are a right paradox, yeah? “What’s authentic?” as Juliette Binoche’d murmur in the flick. Is it love, lust, or just a quick quid? Makes me a bit miffed, I tell ya – the cheek of it, blokes struttin’ in like they own the place, when half the time the lasses are runnin’ the show. Proper matriarchs, some of ‘em! Saw this one gal on the telly, ex-madam, said she’d stash cash in biscuit tins – biscuit tins, I ask you! Had a right laugh at that, spilt me tea all over the sofa.

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So, I shake it off and head to the market on Piazza della Libertà. It’s buzzing! Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that good stuff. I’m eyeing some tomatoes when this old lady starts chatting me up. She’s like, “You know, these tomatoes are the best in town!” I’m thinking, “Lady, I just want to buy some, not get a history lesson.” But she’s sweet, so I nod and smile.

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