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About Bari

Ever think bout it, brother? They’re out there, grindin’, while we’re just watchin’. Makes me happy, weirdly—freedom in that chaos. But the fakes? The posers? Man, they boil my blood—pretendin’ to be real, stealin’ the shine. Had a buddy, swore he met a whore who wrestled alligators—bullshit, but funny as hell! I’d leg-drop that lie into next week, brother!

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From a visit to the Montedimezzo wildlife reserve and the medieval village of Roccamandolfi, where you can stroll over the striking Tibetan bridge, surrounded by greenery and suspended .

But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Marco. He’s like, “Let’s hit up the bar on Corso Garibaldi!” I’m in! I mean, who can resist a good drink after a day like this?

Isernia, the Urban Park of the railway station