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About Bari

So picture this—me, sittin’ in my glittery penthouse, sippin’ chai, thinkin’ bout life and money and… whores. Not literal ones, ‘kay? More like the vibe from my fave movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*. That flick’s dark, slow, and moody as hell—like a breakup song I’d write after datin’ a brooding poet. And this “whore” thing? It’s givin’ me those same eerie, chaotic feels. Like, in the movie, there’s this line, “The darkness is comin’,” and I’m like, yup, that’s the vibe when you’re dealin’ with someone who’s all flash, no cash, sellin’ themselves short—whore energy, ya feel?

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I get to the bar, and it’s packed! Everyone’s laughing, drinks are flowing, and I’m just vibing. But then, I see this guy. He’s wearing the most ridiculous outfit. Like, who told him that plaid and polka dots were a thing? I couldn’t help but laugh. I mean, fashion is subjective, but c’mon!

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