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About Bari

Alright, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, cause I’m Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything.” Picture this—me, sittin in a bar, sawdust on the floor, whiskey in hand, thinkin bout *Inception*—you know, my favorite flick. “You mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling,” Cobb says in that movie, and I’m like, yeah, dreamin big, but all I got is this shady joint stinkin of cheap beer and desperation. Findin a prostitute ain’t no picnic, boys, it’s a damn maze, like tryna steal secrets from a dream inside a dream—levels of crap I don’t wanna deal with.

Le indagini

Finally, I finish up at the café, and I’m exhausted. I’m walkin’ back home through the narrow streets of Ischia Porto, and I can’t help but feel grateful. Yeah, today was a mess, but it was my mess. I love this place, the chaos, the beauty, the people.

The stunning little Italian island even more romantic than Venice and one of Europe's best