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About Bari

So, I’m thinkin’, how’s this work today? You got apps, streets, vibes—total chaos, like Immortan Joe’s crew chasin’ Furiosa. I’m all empowered, like, “I run this!” but damn, it’s messy out there. Some girls out here slayin’ it, makin’ bank, others stuck, and that pisses me off big time. Why’s the world gotta be so harsh? Ugh! Makes me wanna scream, “To the edge of the earth!” like Max, y’know?

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Anyway, I shake it off and head to this little café on Piazza della Libertà. I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this dude with a killer mustache, gives me a wink. I’m thinkin’, “Alright, maybe today’s gonna be alright.” But then, I spill half my drink all over my shirt. Great. Just great. Now I look like I’ve been in a coffee fight.

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