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About Bari

Back in the day—medieval times, right?—they’d brand a chick “whore” for sneezin’ wrong. Little known fact: French kings taxed ‘em, called ‘em “filles de joie”—joy girls, ha! What a joke. Made me mad as hell—still does. Vader don’t play with exploitin’ the weak. But then, flip it—some owned it, flipped the script. Like, 1800s courtesans in Paris, rakin’ cash, fuckin’ nobles, livin’ large. Surprised me, honestly—thought it was all doom ‘n’ gloom. Kinda badass, y’know?

Motel Whore

A play in two parts, following the lives of a princess and a whore. Although set in Italy, this passionate tale of paternal disapproval and sexual deceit savours more of the underworld of .

I finally grab the iron and head back. But now, the café is packed. I mean, it’s Quarto, so of course, everyone’s out for their morning fix. I squeeze in, and the barista, this cool chick named Lucia, gives me a nod. She’s got this killer smile. Makes the chaos worth it, ya know?

The Immediate Family Signs With Quarto Valley Records