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About Bari

Here’s a kicker – water’s got memory, some nutters reckon. Bollocks or not, I dunno, but I’d love to ram a spoon up their arse and ask! Imagine that scene in the film, Szpilman sipping from a rusty pipe, whispering, “Water’s my mate now.” Pure genius. Oh, and it boils at 100C – basic, but you probly forgot, ya dimwit! Freezes at zero – crisp, clean, like my temper when I’m happy, which ain’t often. Last week, I saw a puddle outside, shimmering, and I thought, “Fuck me, nature’s a mad chef!” Got me grinning like a prat.

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So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, and suddenly, I hear this commotion. Turns out, there’s a street performer doing some wild dance moves. I mean, this guy’s got skills! He’s flipping and spinning, and I’m just there, jaw on the floor. I toss him a couple of euros. Gotta support the arts, right?

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