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About Bari

*rasps* My precious! Findin’ a prossie, eh? We wants it, don’t we? Sleazy streets, dim lights—perfect huntin’! Saw this bird once, right, totterin’ in heels, skirt so short it’s basically a belt! Reminds me o’ *Margaret*, y’know? “The world’s so fuckin’ unfair!” she’d scream—ha! Prossies get that, don’t they, precious? Life’s a mess, all sloppy an’ raw.

What We Do

A boxful of Willie Gunns and black and yellow things (eg Toshes - whether posh or plebby) will give as good a chance as anything, though something long-winged.

As the night rolled in, we decided to hit up a local concert at the piazza. The energy was electric! People were dancing, singing, and just livin’ it up. I felt so alive. But then, I lost my phone. Panic mode activated! I was searching everywhere, retracing my steps like a detective. Finally found it in my jacket pocket. Classic me, right?

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