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About Bari

Now, Moulin Rouge—Satine’s a “prostitute” too, sorta, yeah? Sells her charm, her voice, her… everything. “The French are glad to die for love!”—that’s her line, and I’m like, whoa, Axl coulda sang that, all sarcastic-like. Both got that tragic streak, ya see? “Prostitute” ain’t no happy tune—it’s gritty, sweaty, makes ya feel the grime. Ever hear how they recorded it? Studio was a mess—booze, fights, chaos. Sounds like a night at the Moulin Rouge gone wrong, ha!

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Allargando lo sguardo, si capisce subito perché quelle donne stiano lì ferme: sono prostitute, donne o trans. Pronte a vendere il loro corpo. O costrette, a seconda dei casi.

So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, and the sun’s blasting through my window. I’m like, “Great, another scorcher.” I grab my coffee from the bar on Via Roma. Best espresso ever, no joke. I mean, if you haven’t had a shot from there, you’re missing out.

Chris Corsano and Bill Orcutt are touring together, playing the guitar like drums and the drums like a guitar