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About Bari

Still—hiss!—dunno, mate. Whore’s a shadow, innit? Slippery, like me—can’t trust her, can’t hate her. “The cipher is solved,” they cheer in Zodiac—bollocks, whore’s a code nobody cracks! Me split head argues—love her, hate her, who cares? She’s there, always—oldest job, oldest trap. Makes me twitchy, thinkin’ on it—hiss! What’s yer take, precious? She a villain or just a ghost?

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So, I’m walking back, and I see this old lady struggling with her groceries on Via dei Fiori. I help her out, and she’s super grateful. She starts telling me stories about Crocetta back in the day. Apparently, it was all vineyards and farms. Now it’s just houses and more houses. I mean, I get it, progress and all, but still, a little nostalgia never hurt anyone, right?

“Romanzo del Prosecco - Prosecco Blues”: Prosecco’s two hundred year history in music and words