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About Bari

Alright, motherfucker, listen up! I’m a texture artist, see, craftin’ gritty details all day—skin, rust, fuckin’ fabric—shit like that. So when I think bout findin’ a prostitute, I’m seein’ it like a scene from *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*, ya dig? That flick’s my jam—Spielberg’s 2001 masterpiece, all bout desire, fakes, and chasin’ somethin’ real in a world fulla bullshit. Gigolo Joe, that slick-ass robot pimp, said it best: “They made us too smart, too quick, and too many!” That’s the vibe I’m feelin’ when I hit the streets lookin’ for a hooker, motherfucker!

Stop al mercato del sesso: a Castegnato è guerra a viados e lucciole

Luca just laughs and says, “You’re a mess, bro.” I can’t even argue. I’m just a walking disaster today. But you know what? I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Castegnato’s got this charm, man. The streets, the people, the food. It’s all a part of me.

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