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About Bari

Hehehe, why so serious, pal? So, findin’ a prostitute, huh—wild ride, that! Picture this: dark streets, neon buzzin’, kinda like that flick I love, *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*. You know, where every shadow’s got a story screamin’ to get out. Manic laughter—haHA!—I’m strollin’, lookin’ for some chaos in heels, right? Ain’t no fancy app for this, nah, it’s old-school vibes—gritty, raw, real.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Finally, I get my drink, and I’m feeling all fancy. I step outside, and bam! A pigeon decides my shoulder is the perfect landing spot. Like, seriously? I’m not a freaking statue! I swat it away, and it flies off, probably laughing at me. Great start, right?

Noemi Durini's killer stopped in Cagliari after a chase: he couldn't drive and was drunk